He lived in a beautiful countryside and he loved to play with fire,
And he never appreciated the land that held his own desire,
One day he decided to light a match and throw it just for fun,
And he never imagined the damage he’d do until it was already done,
The trees, they screamed, the fields, they burned as smoke sadly arose,
Until one day, he awoke from his way and regretted the decision he chose,
So he ran to a stream and gathered water, but what he found when he returned,
Was an empty valley of smoke, for the once beautiful countryside was burned.
This is a metaphor, take it as you will.
Created: Jun 07, 2012xanlee Document Media