Prometheus

Fire burn
Fire build

As men gather round you
Coaxing you to start
Modern man has tools many
To make you come to life

Fire build
Fire burn

You lick about the Pringles can
Devour the paper plates and napkins
As the wood breaks down
Gives in to your power

Fire burn
Fire build

Your uses here in the campsite
Myriad; warmth, delightful and protective
Breakfast, lunch and dinner
But best of all you help make smores

Fire build
Fire burn

We think we can control you
Yet you know it’s just an illusion
But you patiently remain enclosed
Let us pretend to master you

Fire burn
Fire build


Copyright 2009 Michelle Post