Five year match

A carnival of emotions,
A drumming of stick.
An open forest,
Now becoming so thick.
The riot of colours,
Assuaging the mind.
To burn or douse,
In god's own time.
A charity for show,
In this vast land.
Slowly being washed,
By the receding sand.
Hosts feed on guests,
Guests feed on truth.
To book a ticket,
You go off the hook.
Flying in aura with ideas,
Sowing thoughts in brain.
In five, they will mature,
A turkey evolved from hen.
None would matter,
None would suffice.
Striking metal to palm,
The cat will devour mice.