Memories Of A Scorched Earth

Black silhouettes, shadows of the animals.
Waves of heat rising up.
Darkness pushing down.
Scorched earth.

Torn metal buildings.
Bones scattered, protruding from the cracked ground.
A tale of greed, from a seed that never grew.
A memory of the birds who once flew.

Air so thick, a toxic brew.
Oceans black and still.
Is this our collective self will?
Set fire to trees, a message to the gods.
Scorched earth.

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