Mayfire strikes out, a fever like no other.
Fireworks sparkle and crackle and boom across the sky.
Cackling and burning with laughter,
They taunt and they don't forgive.
Explosive and wild and colorful,
Yet after their spark is gone, there is nothing but a null,
A small, infinitesimal void.
But they knew what they were.
They lived to the fullest, for their life is so short.
They know the meaning of life like no other.
Fireworks are bolder.
They aren't afraid to show their true selves.
They aren't afraid to show their true colors,
In their last moments.
Fireworks are spectacular bursts
Of burning truths.