great fire

ashes blow down streets empty

except for the homeless.

the fire burns nearby, in

the city heart.

scorched bodies stench

collapsed building dust

and smoke.

there is no water to spray.

there is no trust or hope

of any sirens or help.

every where is another

great fire.

the fire divided

and conquered.

consolidated, then

consumed.

flamelicking the skin

off child bodies dead

from too much smoke,

the fire burns.

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