The wild fires in Los Angeles were very much in my mind when I wrote this poem.
Firestorm
Flames lick, hungry tongues of fire
Burning trees, the forest is ablaze
Made easier as land grows drier
Smoking timbers message raise
Houses burn, wood cries in pain
And all it takes is just one spark
The endless sun, no sign of rain
Glowing embers leave a mark
Families flee, homes are lost
Their past has gone up in flame
Later count such dreadful cost
Climate change: we are to blame
The firestorm warns us: take care
Or Prometheus will bring fear
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