An Everlasting Fireplace

Not all sapiens sprouting on earth,

Are born with a silver spoon,

But there is certainly not the slightest dearth,

In beings holding an ability to swoon,

Enchanting is the spell of an everlasting fireplace;

Ones gifted shall employ brilliance,

Some may manoeuvre manipulation,

Others could even exhibit resilience,

No matter the scale of disparity among nations,

Enchanting is the spell of an everlasting fireplace;

Never to be fooled by the desires of a simple life,

Ages ago was when mankind gave up on such mission,

Giving rise to yet another unholy strife,

It’s an insane passion driving in form of ambition,

Enchanting is the spell of an everlasting fireplace;

Not anymore is the materialistic charm questioned,

Pushing further all boundaries of your blanket,

Kindly alarm yourself if you ever feel you may be destined,

As the candle may burn out someday to your casket,

That day you will recall how enchanting was the spell of an everlasting fireplace.