Fire

Fire all over
Fields of clover...
Patches of ashen
A burning passion...
Mask you desire
For the heating fire...
Flames, they rage
All trapped in a cage...
Find your way out of a maze
To get lost in a haze
This is just one faze...
Fire slowly dies
As we all lie...
The pain will fade
And we all become spades...
So,remember the day
That the fire was made...