more fun poetry?

Question

Gas O Line

The scent of intoxication in the air,
any sight of flame will turn into flare,
so don't go off and waste a prayer.

3.09 per one gallon of demise,
fallen in its path, no time for goodbyes.
Drip, drip, drip as the liquids spread,
Screams, screams, scream. People dead.
Buring alive victum to this death water,
you will know a slow and painfull slaughter.
But living is a much worse fait,
burnt beond reconizing traits.
Blazing inferno a gift of god,
to bad he was just a facade.
Human kind manipulates its powers,
kill you in its burning showers.
Arson is a game of lust,
lose and you shall combust.

But play it right and you can destroy,
just make sure you know how to deploy,
because gasoline is a fun toy.

Answer 1

You are talking Molotov cocktail here. Fun poetry ?

Answer 2

Nice poem you should think of making this a profession.