The raging fire - the killer of civilityThere's a fire out there; sweeping through the streets
It's raging and spreading and it's hard to beat
Do you see it approach? Do you shout out your reproach?
Or do you fan it and rake it, to let the ambers glow?
Don't you feel the surging heat? Does your skin, it not singe?
There's a fire out there; it's knocking at your door
Do you clamber and embrace it; let it in?
Do you feed it, and then bellow it out, for it to grow?
There's a fire out there; it's polluting the air
Do you not smell the stench of burning flesh?
Those cries for help; do they fall on deaf ears?
There's a fire out there; I am sure you can see
There's a fire out there; snuffing lives as we speak
It's not your eyes or your ears; it's your conscious that's dead
There's a fire out there; I am not blind, I see
There's the fire, and there's YOU, the real casualty
And what's that putrid smell, oh, it's YOUR dying morals
There's a fire out there; that's killed YOUR civility
It's given birth to the unthinkable and the unacceptable
The fire, consumed, the human in you
There's a fire out there; let's stomp it down
Return to civility - be tolerant, be kind and accepting of others
Let's destroy the raging fire before it destroys all sense of civility