Like a tornado it appears suddenly, out of nowhere
Burning heat that rages on a path of destruction
Visible fire, a monster that with its touch can make
With the help of natural wind this creation man made
Or not builds strength.
It consumes without fear, tireless, always hungry as it
Makes its way anywhere,
Smoke fills the sky, dark, thick, smoke travels upward
Into the atmosphere.
The birds fly, watch as the animals run with great fear
Through the hills of flame,
Survival is the only game being played today, the losers
Will forever go away.
Fire storm, Destroys does it a piece of our beautiful
World with every attack,
Sometimes forever gone, healing of the land takes so
Long, Scars are never gone.