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The ashes raged wildly into thick smoke The dark clouds caught memories of times passed They were skeptics of their own hands at work This was their tragedy, their burning home When the pale of water fell into the wishing well This was THEIR cinder crisis As families grieved at their losses When the delay of reflexes succumbed to guilt It was the regrettable target of their act When fatal outcomes became common causes That which made the turn of time unforgettable That was A cinder crisis It took time and patience to peak into its depths Of the vast nature of seas The diverse worlds of the forests And lended a new sense of mystery To the insignificance of humankind That was ITS cinder crisis The destruction we had created Was burned like coal When the remains were nothing more but sand The decimated volcanic rock left To pollute the airs subtle clarity That was OUR cinder crisis |