"Fire! Fire!"
"The people filled the theater on the
night of the play,
and as the curtain time drew near, a man
came on stage.
"I must make an announcement, won’t you
listen to me?
The building is on fire , everybody must
leave."
‘Fire, Fire!" said the people, "Now what
could this mean?
This man must be an actor. It’s the
opening scene,"
The man on stage looked worried. He said,
"This is no act.
The building is on fore. What I say is a
fact.
So won’t you exit quickly now, and leave
row by row?
You might as well evacuate– there won’t
be a show"
"Fire, fire!" said the people, "This man
has appeal.
Why, the way he acts, you want to think
the fire is real.
Then from the wings a stagehand came– his
eyes filled with fear.
He shouted to the people- "Listen, get
out of here!
Now can’t you people understand – this
isn’t an act?
So everybody evacuate, and leave from the
back."
"Fire, fire!" said the people, "Now why
should we go?
This actor is a genius! He’s stealing the
show."
"Get out! Get out, I say! You’ll burn
from neglect."
The critics know the repetition used for
effect.
"Now I can see," the stagehand said,
"This is a lost cause."
And then his words were drowned in cheers
and thunderous applause.
"Fire, fire!" said the people, " let’s
make this a flick.
With the stagehand for an actor, they
will use every trick.’
Then from underneath the curtain came a
bright yellow flame,
and the stagehand shouted frantically,
"You folks are insane.
I’m telling you for the last time there
is a real fire."
Then he disappeared and the people
cheered, and the flames rose higher.
‘Fire, fire! Said the people, "It seems
awfully hot.
Just stage effects to make you think
there’s a fire when there’s not.’
‘Fire, fire! Said the people, they
started to joke-
"Although its fake, it billows great,
it’s just like real smoke."
‘Fire, fire! Said the people, "Now why
should we go?
These men are only actors. It’s the
ultimate show!"
How foolish! you are thinking
For the People at that show--
To think the thing was all made up
And real fire not know.
But how is it with you my friend?
The signs are all around
Last day events are pressing near
Yet you heed no warning sound!
From TV and from Movies
Our mind set has been gained
And when we see reality
Our credulity is strained.
The warning angels cry aloud
Our probation ticks away
And yet we love our fantasies
Have fun!--it's all a play.
The day is coming quickly
Hell's path with 'good intentions' paved;
When the terrible cry will echo
Harvest's past--and we're not saved!!
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