Fires Dont Start on Their Own (Poem)


I heard the voice of a wild dove fly
I saw the peace of the wedding bells ring

I locked eyes with a wolf in disguise
I took heed of the fouls I’ve seen

It’s no wonder that tides are blue
There’s no question that the grass is green

If the Earth stopped at half past moon
There’s one answer if we still gon be

When you look into a bowl of putrid rotting excrement
Do you ask it for a drop to drink?

And if your brother stopped by to give you a mansion
Would you trade it for a new kitchen sink?

Fires don’t start on their own
And you know
Wind don’t stop where you stand

Fires don’t start on their own
But the pangs of the ways of the world will take all

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