CO2

The basement is on fire
It’s spews it’s warm glow through the thin pained windows
It moves as the wind in the trees flows
A tragedy would say the Shakespeare
It is a whirlwind of love and pain
The heart still beats its soft drum
But at the cost of another one
Who’s saved without lose
It can be easy to get lost
When the fire burns hot
Take a grip not a sip
Don’t give any lip
Get some rest
Go to bed
This is all
That is said
The basement
is
on fire