WILDFIRES
Wildfires are a kin of war
That start from a spark
In dry gras
That smalders, the tinder dry
Grass, erups into flames
Flames, put out, that is that it is out
So it is hoped, walked away!
Unknown, the fire mearly left a smaldering!
Yet another wildfire brakes out, yet again againe!
Oncemore, those who fult fires cald to resume fiteing yet again again!
Wars since World War One
The sece fire of November 1918 all along the front line
The signing of the armdist in Paris 1919
The carving up of the Empiers of the losers
Evor since that, wars big wars such World War Two!
The breaking up Yugalarvear, the emorging of new yet old
Sovoring states!
Then of curse, wars in the Midale East, always ongoing there, wars
There!
I for one, cant but compare, to wildfires on going now!
ken d williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2026-07-26 at 11:01
