The fire of endless hate
Stands before me
As I come to night
Shining of red and yellow, black and white

A fire so powerful
I cannot see beyond it
A fire so dangerous
I cannot do it alone

Then I look at the sky
A bird flying from above
A bird so clean
So clean

The bird becomes water
And quench the fire
Kills it
It will never burn inside of me again

- Aina Klippenberg