Accident

As the end begining approaches
A battery of temptation speaks
Soon,
Multiple bangs
Embrace the atmosphere
Instantly
White colored solids escape from home
And as the brightly colored flow ooze out
Trepidation and shock allure the environment
And a sea of heads highlight the morose
Each, commanding, and regulating its tongue
Yet, multiple flow, refuse to abate
Until almost five liters each, effuse
Ah!
No medic in sight
Eternal silence, on parade