Flame Thrower

I spit and sputter flames of fire
iron rod weapons of war
cease to be no more

I carry shovel and my hoe
putting and end to that world that grows

Flame of fire I’ll burn the weed seed
till they are no more

Oh Dragon, Oh Dragon, open my door
flames of fire spit and sputter
till iron rod weapons are no more.


About billiescauldron

I am in transition. I see myself as a Spiritual Writer and as such my blog will slowly change with me still holding tight to being in the garden as a child loving my teacher.
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