Wildfire Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

At times due to man's recklessness,
On certain occasions,
It's the whim of nature,
That gives birth to wildfire.

It's like nature,
Is at war,
Against itself fiercely so,
Making the trees like the twilight glow!

Endless the process seems,
Like the way,
The Ebola victims are infected,
The flame does spread like rumour ahead.

The birds bid their nests goodbye,
And to an alien place fly,
The animals like the victims at war,
Escape to a secure place afar.

So cruel like Ravana the fire is,
It knows not to cease,
Even for a minute or two,
As if a Chinese dragon went crazy so.