The maps were wrong. At this time,
There were fires. All the trees died.
At this time, a pox broke out.
The old were scythed by a plague
Of lack of air. At this time,
Ash cloaked the sun. The heart froze
When the mind burst out in flames
And you could see the black bones
Show at the eyes and leap out.
At this time all cold was fire—
That’s right, so hot it chilled you,
The snows in flames. At this time.
