Fire

The fire is coming

But not like they said

Horses will not come riding

From the four directions

The saints will not fly

Up into the clouds

No the fire is coming

Burning brighter than the sun

Scattering the shadows

Of demons in the night

Hate will turn to ashes

In the holy fire

Greed will be forgotten

In the blessed smoke

The fire of truth

The warmth of love

Will fuel the light of hope

It is time to build the fire.

Will you strike the match?

 

 

 

 

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