There was a fire burning red.
Lit up to burn the rubbish.
It flagged and waved with the wind.
It then turned into grey fumes.
It suffocated the inhabitation.
The smoke emanated foggy white flakes.
It polluted the environment.
It then subsided into black cinders.
The ash got spread in the brown terrain.
It lay for ages fresh and undecomposed.
An array of colours produced a devastation.
An unbearable heat caused a parchment.
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One reply on “Burns to the Earth.”
It is sad how man has ruined so much of the environment.