Fire

What is it about a fire

That brings out the beast

The stalking and the dire

All circle and aspire

To attend the feast.

As a youth I thought

I was deprived

Woodman I was not

Unknowing what I sought

Pyromania couldn't thrive.

Then I grew older

If not really wise

Thoughts began to smolder

My axe skills grew bolder

And the fire revived.

Now I have the spark I need

As at the start of the race

When Prometheus's seed

Took flame and was freed

I'll light a fire seen from space.