Eccles writes a stark, urgent poem where a single careless act sparks devastation. Flames consume the mountain, creatures flee in terror, and the speaker bears witness to a firestorm born of glass and recklessness, an image of destruction, fear, and human folly.

on this scarlet night
the mountain aflame
forest life screams in the air
terrified creatures
bolting everywhere
my heart bums
with their fear
a shard of glass
reflected the sun rays
created this firestorm day
why is the drunkard
not here to behold
the flare of his flask
thrown against stone

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