TJB Haiku *#4*


Fire, created by man should be tame:

In seconds shall destroy all in its path

Flickering light sheds hope on its dark wrath,

Prayers if thou touches thy wicked flame,

Red flower to creatures whom know its name

Hopes relinquished by an orangy bath;

Ends life with no remorse for child's laugh;

Endless power, if controlled is the aim.
               
To master the art is a tricky task;

However, one boy can decide the fate:

Of all animals within the green gate,

Convinced by many that their side is right,

Evil faces lie beneath a ruseful mask

True friendship leads the path to honest light...

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