The land of down under inferno?

Within the withering, weathered wilderness where there once was living, luscious life is a hush, hush of sorrowful sadness, silenced by sickening, scorching strife . Alas this blistering , burning blight beholds only blackness thru the visible light . I stand in a state of distressed disbelief staring at sights that befall me, but north, south, east and west only complete carnage do I see

Amass of mournful misery branded boughs with burnt green, each and every direction I view tainted from turmoil betwixt and between . A subdued stillness shocks my senses as I tread amongst the embered, ashes, in yonder deep depths of distance fire rages on with flickering flashes . The strong sickly scorched smell makes me gag as I clear my throat, an agonising odour of charred cauterize and creosote . There are no words that justify this catastrophic natural disaster, only objurgation and obloquy from our Lord God and devine master . I memerize my melancholy without any miserable memento on that dreadful day I treaded on the land of down under inferno