Fire takes the stage,
Representing all rage.
Burning down everything in its path,
Diminishing them to gray ashes.
Its destructive nature is what it's known for,
And it will always cause an uproar.
From red to orange to yellow to blue:
The hotter the flame, the more destruction results.
Fire generates heat,
But heat can be bittersweet.
There can be enough to warm a specific space
Or too much that makes it feel like a furnace.
Fire creates minuscule flames.
Tiny for perfect aims,
But even the smallest flame can destroy
Just like a wild one.
Fire, wild as it may be, is viewed by the majority as destructive,
But a bonfire properly contained can be constructive.
There is beauty in controlled chaos,
Like a bonfire surrounded by a stone base.
And around the stone are people,
Rejoicing around a fire that is not harmful, but a fire that is a unifier.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.