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Wild Fire by Chris Kirkwood December 7, 2006 I woke up this morning lungs aching eyes burning coughing like a smoker with a three pack a day habit The stale smoke of unseen fires spills over mountain rim Pouring into the valley like milk into a giant cereal bowl Obscuring all but rooftop swamp-coolers and treetops Gone is the cool peaceful blue-green water divided by the occasional speedboat or jet-ski Missing is the giant American Flag waving above the community center in the Keys I called the fire department They said just let it burn That forest is full of wild animals There's a lesson they must learn Cougars coyote fox and bear If we don't take the fight to them we'll have to fight them over here Do you want a hungry mountain lion chowing down on your son When you awaken to a bear watching cartoons in your bed with your glasses on his head do you think that you can run These thoughts had never crossed my mind I didn't know what to say These guys are real professionals I let the experts rule the day The fire keeps on burning Thick smoke fills the air The price of gas goes through the roof and no one seems to care There was a time when we might have put it out If we just got off the chair If we don't take the fight to them we'll have to fight them over here About the author: I am a black man living on Clear Lake in Northern California. It's kind of like Lake Wobegone except the Lutherans are more like speed-freak bikers this casts a whole new light on the white Christmas theme. I write a lot of poetry and I have been featured on a few poetry websites under my pen name B.Nice. If you go to readings in this neck of the woods we have probably crossed paths. I have listened to the show off and on for over 25 years it always makes me laugh and occasionally has brought tears to my eyes. You are one of the only shows left on NPR with intestinal fortitude. |
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