The Noisy Water Review

When Fire Fall Fell

Amber R. Frick

The land’s last cry was heard by all.

The ocean boiled, it swirled with a lust to devour.

That day, we saw the fires fall.

 

“Great King!” they prayed, “Please, save us all!”

And the bells rung deep within the tower.

So the land’s last cry was heard by all.

 

The remorseful king, he knew death’s call.

Like a child he wept and turned blind eyes. The coward.

That day, we saw the fires fall.

 

An entire kingdom pulled under, life and all.

Over stone walls the sea’s salty black depths overpowered.

And the land’s last cry was heard by all.

 

We watched on in helpless sorrow from atop the walls

As time left the land in its final hour.

That day, we saw the fires fall.

 

Now nothing remains but waves to rise and fall,

But we’ll not forget the ocean’s great power.

When a land’s last cry was heard by all.

On the day we saw the fires fall.

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