Branches scorch and turn to dust 

all throughout the Amazon

From grass to bush, from bush to tree,

so stealthily it goes

Burning viciously and untamed 

the land eventually turns dark.

Birds flee this man made monster

that intrudes upon their home 

Firm laws that once protected

now remain undermined

As crackling flames spread like wind 

at the hands of its producers, 

People all around make loud noises 

and the environmentalists frown 

But they are much too late,

the sparks were bombs exploding for miles

leaving a trail glowing in dark light,

marked by sorrow and fear

Each second we hold our breath 

Because, after all, 

We cannot breathe without our lungs.