The simple past of burn is burnt
One advantage is that you can get your point across better. Ngl I asked my mom for this one. (She is an English teacher tho)
This is the disease of sweat and tears,
a road of pain it steers.
In and out like a roaring fire,
can you hear the church choir?
Lives hanging simply by a thread,
lying here, on a death bed.
You can feel yourself burn and ache,
No doctor will admit their mistake.
Loved ones are lost right and left,
Others left shaken by an untimely death.
Their hope was lost,
until a blessing came, frost.
Raging fevers went cool,
robbed the fire of its fuel.
I think Death but i could be wrong
