• It is the serpent
    Slithering in the night
    Keeping it contained
    Protects you from the fright
    But if you let it strike
    Your fears, then dead, will lie
    It’ll swallow them with you all whole
    Then slither right on by
    You have a right to fear it
    The news it brings is dire
    For no one can escape
    A deadly forest fire

    As a disease
    That’s making you forget
    All of your sweet memories
    Drown in a smoky pit
    You try to fight against it
    But it has too much power
    With all those years forgotten
    You only cry and cower
    Losing your entire home
    Will make sadness transpire
    For nothing is as devastating
    As your house catching fire

    It forms the plague
    That devours the city
    In order to restrain it
    You must be smart and witty
    The more you let it drink
    The more it seems to grow
    Water doesn’t harm it
    It won’t stick to stasis quo
    The greatest battle tactic
    Every person must admire
    Strikes fear into the heart
    As one tries to stop Greek fire

    Yet also like your mother
    Who keeps you safe in love
    Warming you in her arms
    A tender gift from above
    If her glowing nature
    Helps guide you on your way
    She’ll gladly stay right by your side
    Lighting your every day
    She will be there when you need her
    And give you a desire
    For nothing can consume the soul
    Quite like a candle fire