the beast was awakened
with fires on its tongue
hungry for fuel
As dry wind crackled its brows
the sun bellowed
hotter and meaner
the beast's appetite grew for
more & more food
Plumes of smoke covered its body
As he crashed doors & houses to pieces
He knew no boundaries, no fences
With breath drunk with rage
He scarred the earth blackest of nights
No one can hold back the beast
as he thunder-roared
an ocean of flames
until all were charred dust, a barren land
once more
Some doors are meant
(not) to be opened-
Picture credit: Lillian
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Open a new door with me ~ Hosted by Lillian~
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