California dreams by: dewey

California dreams turning to wildfires 
Inferno previews of an eternal hellfire
What remains of the plains 
Explains the terrains that trains 
Our thoughts rearrange our domain 
So when it rains the grass will be soft
We thirst for desires that lead our soul to expire
Where no man can rescue what I see is deeper
Because I burn with virtue natural disasters 
From artificial matters shows there’s a chess match 
From 2 masters
It’s like the Devil a baby playing with an electrical plug
And God is the parent that smacks his hand away
And give him a hug and we are the current of existence 
Electrified by ignorance