David Hope: The Fires Burn

The fires burn, the smoke thickens.
Hotter still, the day quickens.
Pushed by the wind, flames abscond.
Sirens sound, firies respond.
At the fire, hot work beckons.
The fires burn, the smoke thickens.
A wall of fire, massive front.
Are we able to bear the brunt?
The fires power, all consuming.
Deal with this? We’re only human.
The fires burn, the smoke thickens.
The air heats, the sky darkens.
All about, landscape blackens.
More effort! No beg pardons!
We will win, resolve hardens.
The fires burn, the smoke thickens.