Storms and slides. Mud, water, fire, wind, snow. Oh, the entire world, burning uncontrollably.
The natural world is a powerful force and it cares little for what we mere mortals think or want.
In Ontario (the province where I live) and out east in Nova Scotia there have been two awful house fires in the news the last few weeks, killing multiple adults and children.
Sometimes it is human error and sometimes there is no-one to blame, though blame is rather off point.
We humans like to spread it all around, but where does it get us?
I hear all of these disasters, going on all around, and I remain untouched where I reside, but my mind races and can’t keep pace with world events.
Then there are those fires that some start, metaphorically, to distract and divide and destroy.
Hearts are worn in these dark ages
You’re not alone in this story’s pages
The light has fallen amongst the living and the dying
And I’ll try to hold it in, yeah I’ll try to hold it in
Chorus] The world’s on fire
and It’s more than I can handle
I’ll tap into the water (Try and bring my share)
I try to bring more More than I can handle (Bring it to the table) Bring what I am able
I watch the heavens but I find no calling
Something I can do to change what’s coming
Stay close to me while the sky is falling
Don’t wanna be left alone, don’t wanna be alone
Hearts break, hearts mend Love still hurts
Visions clash, planes crash Still there’s talk of
Saving souls, still the cold Is closing in on us
We part the veil on our killer sun
Stray from the straight line on this short run
The more we take, the less we become
The fortune of one that means less for some
It feels as though the whole world is on fire, more and more these days, alarm bells going off on all sides, in all directions.
I stand, somehow avoiding the licking of the flames directly – for now anyway.