On A Very Warm Day

The wind blows warm air and the brown dust is flying across the bare paddock in the sunny sky Forty six degrees the warmest day of Summer and everywhere looking so bare and so dry In the south of the Country the bush fires are raging fanned on by the warm breath of the strong breeze It burns it's way through the dry and brown grasslands and it burns it's way through the bushes and trees In it's pathway many cattle and sheep to the huge flames fall victim in the cruelest way possible they would have died From a distance their corpses just black and invisible blend in the surroundings of the blackened countryside The warm winds fan the flames in the dry and brown country that burns it's way to the shores of the great lake Leaving behind a darkened countryside smelling strongly of burnout and burned out homes and sadness and heartbreak Out there not a country for the vulnerable young or the old and infirm but for able bodied people in their life's prime To rebuild their homes and to make a brand new start such a price they must pay for a pyromaniac's crime The winds blow warm air in the dry and brown country on the warmest day for many a year And further south of here a huge bush fire is raging such news that one would not prefer for to hear When the weather temperatures soars over forty your best bet stay out of the oppressive heat Sitting in the shade of a big tree with a bottle of clean drinking water in the park quite relaxed on a timber park seat.