A long time ago a word was a spoken
the wildest beast would be awoken
a great La Niña grows far and wide
when cold and hot air do collide
People walk streets in sorrow
praying it won't happen again tomorrow
they look for somewhere else go
one way fire the other is snow
no jobs for them' to go
feelings all so bottled up
until they find their
little pup
Kids are hungry
they give a sigh
parents cannot look them in the eye
Wind blows fire from treetops
to homes nearby, no water spouts
no morning coffee in their pots
towns are broken like hearts and dreams
are all about what they have seen
many fears for many years now many many many tears
the worst is yet to come around
when loved ones nowhere can be found
hands covered over mouths
fires raging north and south
from coast to coast
the evil boast, it is our God
who loves us most!
The devil is the one who knows
the reason why the fire blows
they laugh at us out loud and boast
for that's the way they'd like us toast
the smoke it burns ...it stings their throats
the devil wants our souls the most
for us to ask why God? Why me?
for faith is one thing we can't see
so pray for all ....and pray real hard,
even if ....you don't believe...in God.
Copyright@jeanetteforesta
