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Fixing fires
upon The Island,
To clear the forests
For the land,
ruthless people with no morals,
Three score Murdered
iN Cold Blood.
For that Greed
that lies within,
The Ambulances where Screaming
And the Firemen
of the dalmed,
had no power oer the inferno
cause the forest s
like a lamb,
Tinder wood
as soft as down.
now the goverment
Must sort it,
Designate some Prime
Woodland,
Cause their army
Cant sustain this,
Without the help of foreign Lands.


in loving memory
of all those
who perished
especialy for the mother hugging her four children......................
so many tears I cry,

JIMBO

Im sorry iatempted this writing
Icant handle the pain and horror of mans inhunanity to man
AND what can you really say to the husband and father of this family........................

Please don't be sorry, Jimbo. I'm glad you wrote it. I just hadn't responded, yet. What can anyone say to any of the survivors who have lost their loved ones and their villages? I'm sorry doesn't even begin to touch it. You wrote some very real and painful truths in your lines. Some of your phrasings are very poignant. You did much better than I was able to do. Thank you.


Love,
Lizzy

[I returned to add "Love,"]

Thank you LIZZY........................

Fire as in the Greek blaze or as a metaphor? Your nationality/location has got me puzzled.

i am pure blodied irish mann.the recent
firest fire.a mother cruicified with her little children.
burned to a charcoal statue of lite..

oh Jimbo that is so tragic
thankyou for your words about those that lost life

and each tear that honours them