Veera The Fire Brigade # 5 of 9

( veera - heroism )

Someone rubbed a lamp,
between the carpet and abandonment,
they unleashed a bad devas
who granted sad wishes,
flowering orange blossoms of wishes
that licked and nibbled the woodwork.

Then came the men of many
who became as one,
with blue swords to shear the blooms
charging the laughing devas,
to turn the monster into smoke
without tregards, for their own safety,
their blue swords cutting through
until at last in charcoal clouds dissipating,
out walked the men of many
who became as one in saving the world.