Burning Fires

Some with blazing blowtorches
Others with burning splinters
Some with burning matches
Others with fiery tongues
All seeking for any jetting cylinder mouth:
Oozing gas must have no chance to diffuse

Flame here, another there
Every lighter thinking nothing of it
But should everywhere go flaming
Flamingos themselves won't be spared

by Haruna Garba

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Flame here, another there Every lighter thinking nothing of it But should everywhere go flaming Flamingos themselves won't be spared.. inner flames that is born out of real sadness felt........ thank you my dear poet for this poem. tony