When two small boys did experiment with fire
setting the veldt alight and while trying to kill it
with a rake and a spade only would spread it further
to waste the hillocks,
almost burn down three houses
almost an entire maize field
and that an ordinary match for lighting candles,
if the power fails,
for lighting the gas stove
could cause such havoc
and misused the dragon roared in the wind,
leaping from tree to tree
and when caned one boy
took to the hillocks,
was almost trapped
but escaped when God send rain
to me remains a tiny miracle.
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