Ring of Fire

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Ring of Fire

The train halted,

I bid good bye to my workmate,

Flesh floating and Jilted

Then I saw the ring of fire..

The restaurant was bursting,

I run the knife through the cake she has baked.

The Taj today fissured.

Then I saw the ring of fire.

I was all red’

Lying in my hospital bed,

100 dead - the newspaper read.

When I saw the ring of fire

The dead are gone,

The Living is living,

With memories unforgiving.

Of that ring of fire.