It was midnight on a Sunday
Above the dark beautiful sky
Scattered bright sparling glasses
That shone beautifully from above

The moon's glow was so bold
Its rays penetrated smoothly in the forest
And the green leaves reflected the extra light
Making the scene more beautiful to the sight

At the far end of the forest
There appeared an urgly dark cloud
A huge red glow followed immediately
Things were happening so fast

Everything got worsened by the Swift blowing wind
Leaves were turned to black
The tree trunks were glowing red
And the environment was getting more hotter

It all started with a cigarette glow
Then came a conc dark smoke,
A huge flying red glow
And now we're counting losses of homes