Clarity

The sweet stench of fire,
Burning through your senses.
The smoke it leaves behind,
Clarity is hard to find.

The candle’s fury, it’s hair alight.
The bird’s wonder, it’s fearful flight.
The smell of destruction,
Earth’s a ticking clock.

Crispy pages of history,
Bring back the wars,
Longing for the mystery,
The pain will not leave.

The smell of ink,
Reminds of the fire,
For the world to even blink,
The situation is dire.