The earth is as black as parade boots worn by a soldier

Flattened as if a steam roller

Driven by Zeus, has gone through

The trees are still, lifeless, withered

Like a still photograph in the distance

Skies indicating that the air is unclean

And is hazardous for human respiration

A river flows through the gaps of the land

Sieving through the cracks

 Being absorbed into the earth

The red-orange glow lights up the landscape

And the heat of the river is nearly comparable to the sun

Apollo is absent, hiding from this place

Being greedy and not wanting to share its radiant beams

Yet the river continues to flow

Not letting anything survive its exothermic heat