Fire burns when we least expect it,

It loses control when need it to just a bit,

Just like ourselves,

It burns inside the bells,

It destroys forests from one point of view,

The other,

It brings life anew,

We breath upon a flame,

It roars like it’s in pain,

It hasn’t ever blown away,

The thing is it hasn’t even begun to play,

We sometimes seek its power out,

When it come we don’t begin to doubt,

We always think we have done it right,

But when the fire burns,

It’s never alright,