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[title] => Victorian Bushfires
[time] => 2009-02-12 06:45:02
[hometext] => this poem is to try and get people to imagine what thoughts go through their heads if they had to stay and fight a fire to protect their house from a bushfire
[bodytext] => Victorian Bush fires 2009 I awoke in the morning, still tired and yawning I here a sound that I should take as a warning. I walked out the back door, to look at my view To my horror, all I see is a red hue. The flames were so big and red I knew if I didn’t leave now I’d soon be dead Oh what to do, I can’t think straight, there is so much going on in my head. Am I a man or a mouse I need to stay and protect my house. I raced to grab the hose to stem the fire But as I got closer the flames were getting higher and higher. They were getting closer and closer to my beautiful place The heat was so intense it was starting to burn my face. The thought came into my head again, stay and fight this fire to protect my house But as hard as I tried, this fire I could not douse. I have done what I could But my house was made of wood. It is now starting erupt in flames I thought to myself, this is not the time for heroic games. Grab your stuff and leave this fiery hell Or should I stay and jump in my well. These mixed emotions are back in my head I guess I waited too long because now the flames have got me, and now I’m………… Vito Balliana [comments] => 0 [counter] => 2967 [topic] => 51 [informant] => vito10_4 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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