Lava Flow
Lava deluge from the mountain top
A cascade of sparks you can’t stop
Annihilating everything in it’s path
Behold the fear of her wrath
Don’t get to near, the fires intense
You better run use common sense
She feels no remorse nor empathy
Knows not the meaning of sympathy
Like a match trees burst in flames
What’s in her path she does claim
Each footprint is simply vexed
Oh wait a minute! it’s just my ex; -)
poem by T.James Becker
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