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POEM: Ignis

Updated: Feb 13, 2020

By HUNTER COOK Jan. 10, 2020

embers flying scorching land

trees moaning cracking under heat

brush land smoking burning to ash,

orange sparks lighting the ominous sky

hot dry wind stirring fury

ravaging wrecking everything it sees

Prometheus’ gift surviving thriving,

long after torch of man burns out

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