Hellscape

Creative Writing Student 2020

Fiery tentacles 

Stretching their way up and around

Blackened and collapsing trees

Bright red, orange, and yellow

 

Ashy smoke rising 

far above 

 the line of the treetops across the vast forest

Golden plumes of raging fire

 

This was our home

Eaten up and engulfed

And we stand here

Helpless,

idle

 

I feel almost ethereal existence

 watching the horrific scene

 As if I’m floating above it

Nothing I do,

 no action I can take,

 no words I can speak

will be of use

 

Forever mute in our torment

 

People are on their knees all around me

 Praying

Hands clasped

In tears

In shambles like our home

 

We kneel together and beg, for any source of comfort 

In this hellscape