2003

2003

That was the year

The year we all suffered

Suffered the blaze of the forest

The forest in which animals and man ran from in all directions

 

Everyone was unaware

Unaware of the terror slowly approaching

Approaching with its black monstrous grasp

The grasp that suffocated its victims who couldn’t scatter away fast enough

 

The blaze grew stronger every second

Seconds passed and more landscape showed

Showed what the devil had left behind in the dust

The dust that was once so pure, now full or carcasses of both cabins and critters

 

That day will remain a memory

A memory in which lives were lost