Passing by an enormous cloud of smoke
Not realizing that such beauty could turn into a major tragedy
Seeing all the crazy evacuation and the terrified faces of these folks
Consumed too much polluted air head is spinning feeling like I'm loosing gravity
I turn to see what is up ahead in the brilliant red orange gleem
Is it my savior come to take me and wash my hands clean?
Suddenly all is blackness not sure if I fainted
Just remembering everything around me was overwhelmingly tainted
I hear a voice saying everything will be alright, my mind immediately reminisces the Bob Marley song
Again this voice now saying hang in there! Which jolts me back to the present situation
And I realize that it wasn't my savior singing me a song from Bob Marley but a fireman who lifts me up like I'm light as a feather and takes me to a safer location
Reprieved to know that my life hasn't ended and for the first time I'm okay with being wrong.
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