I am fire..
I have problems with authority
I don't play well with others..
Except my sister wind
Who joins me
When I feel like causing trouble..
Sometimes I have full blown tantrums
That even hurt my mother..
I act the youngest of my family
I like to play
And be left alone to be me..
Human's have been learning
To use me for themselves
Only a thousand years
Or so.. but all in all, recently
But if they don't keep ON learning
That I always demand, great respect
Their houses and much more
Will all be left on burning..
They'll use my brother water
When I'm hot and raging, against me
They don't like when I'm whipping
Through their forests..
Wrapped around their trees..
Threatening all living things.
Sometimes the only thing that
Is able to contain and control me
Is, if you let me be..
And let me burn out all by myself..
In the end its the only way of harnessing
A spirit such as me..
That only truly longs
To be left alone and free..
