You know what you ignited
when you see
black suffocating wads of smoke
soar above raging flames,
reaching for the virginal sky
in an effort to spread
their taint even there.

You know the horror you caused
when roaring fires
colour the environment
in a terrifying golden light
and angry winds push
the blistering heat at you
until it sears your skin.

You know the damage you wrought
when only charcoal stumps
cover charred ground
and burned skeletons
scream their accusation,
reaching for the sky
with crippled, blackened arms.


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