The Hive
By Brock S
Published 24 August 2022
Crackling, Crackling
Tackling the trees
Annihilating the bees
Making nature flee
Sizzling, Sizzling
Churning and turning
Trapping and wrapping
Like a maze, it's just the first phase
Consuming the air
Grooming nature's hair
Burning from the trunk
Trailing atop to the
Wailing of hives confined
Praying the stars aligned
Smoke and ash
Nothing but fire splash
Smoke blinding the dying sun
Cloak the aurora's lying son
Carbon filling its lungs
In the jaws of death's tongue