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  117.     

Fire, I am fire

Fire, I am fire
In this summer
I am your digestion
Fire, I am fire
I join with air
My indoor and
Outdoor game
Is in truth and fair.
 
gajanan mishra

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  118.     

THE ART OF FIRE

THE ART OF FIRE.
In defiance of the trembling,
And the dancing,
And the excruciating,
And the smoking,
The most function understood and can be wielded best by fire is the art of heating,
And the art of lighting,
And the art of flaming
And the art of blasting,
And the art of burning!
The erinyes of a fire,
Can best be unveiled by the clatering of his repugnant song,
And through to the glinting of his flame dance.
Its not fire,
If it's not blistering,
And raging,
And storming,
And living!
The sprightliness of a fire,
An endowment from the son of heaven to the pure men,
And is at the same time a punishment upon the hellion,
Who by the lord of inferno has been sent to Scheol.
However, this nether region,
Harsh and corrosive in tone,
Is the very thing we are told,
A tale of, about the death fruit of not obeying and fearing God.
As you may see it forming,
And foreshadowing
And rising,
And falling,
And precipitating,
And sidesplitting,
And inflicting!
The Eumenides of fire,
A dreadful thing it is,
Fire attracts me only when it is bonded with the holy smoke.
I have induced and dealt with various fires,
Yet not one with my hand have I touched.
Ah!
An awful thing it is, I fear that one day,
The humans are to be adhered to dealing with the benighted physiognomy of fire,
And all will be wholly incinerated in the blackening lake of the sinister punishment,
Fire-erupting and fire-raising,
And fire whirling,
And fire catching!
And then, will mislay all this lecherousness in flames.
 
anthony, tony chabaputa

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  119.     

Fire and Water

Fire and water.
Fire and water, closer than we think.
We always think of fire
The destroyer, the demolisher.
We always think water
The life-bringer, the rebuilder
But, what about flash floods?
Rushing, raging taking all.
What about forest fires?
Spreading nutrients,
And maintaining habitats?
Also, without fire there is no passion
No love, no drive
But, without water no serenity,
no restraint, or peace
we need to keep balance in our lives
fire and water duality
kindness in our hearts
passion in our work
Fire and water.
 
matt daffern

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  120.     

you're fired nigger!

you're fired nigger! pack ya shit,
you can't resign, and you cain't quit
yo time is up, yo dues is paid,
forget about them plans you made

you're fired nigger! out you go
don't show yo ass round here no moe
don't send no chrismiss cards; don't call,
done took yo picture off our wall

you're fired nigger! be on yo way
there ain't gone be no severance pay,
we'll mail yo ass yo last pay check
down to skid rows' what we expect

you're fired nigger! don't come back
be gone in your old Cadillac,
good riddance to yo dusty ass
you're ugly, dumb, no style, no class

you're fired nigger! hit the bricks
go join them rag heads and them spics
go back on welfare, collect them stamps
like all them other ghetto tramps

you're fired nigger! this is good bye
and you best not look me in my eye,
i'll never let yo black ass see,
the envy that's inside of me
you're still a slave,
you are not free,
never will be, ...

you're fired nigger!
 
Steven Taylor

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