Fire Hazard Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Fire Hazard
When bringing in the hay that had been
drying on the fields, it was fodder for the animals
in winters, the farmer strewed salt on the hay
in the loft, so it didn`t get too dry and self-ignited
From a devastating war, the refugees fled
the thousand who had lost everything and sewn
valuables into their clothing to be converted into
money wherever they settled, a new start with
a little bit of savings
Europe is an aging continent; we need new blood
but we had not prepared for fire, and it burns
several places, we have to be quick put the fire out
before people of narrow sight take command and
Blood will be spilt for an unworthy cause.