Year of the Dragon

The Year of the Dragon

The dragon was born in a tempest,
It sputtered and grumbled and flew,
And flames bore out of its acid soaked breath,
They sailed through the sky and they grew.

It scattered its embers throughout the night sky,
And spat them as far as it could,
And all through the valley its threatening site,
Seething and brazenly stood.

It threatened the villages, townships and bergs,
It burned up their houses and crops,
It gobbled up forest with gluttonous greed,
Defiantly licking its chops.

An order was sent through the kingdom,
It echoed throughout the scorched land,
Brave knights were so desperately needed,
To challenge the dragon and stand,

Against danger, so wild and vicious,
Those who could tame this crazed beast,
To face up to its frightening and dangerous flame,
Until the wild creature was ceased.

Brave knights by the hundreds would come,
With fierceness and courage they fought,
But the beast was too powerful; try as they might,
The dragon just couldn’t be caught.

For months the fight raged both hither and yon
The dragon seemed only to win
As knights faded back in seeming defeat
Others stepped up to the din.

At last the cold weather came in,
And snow drifted onto the ground.
The dragon lost footing, its power was gone!
Its fire was finally drowned!

The dragon defeated, its courage was lost,
It withered away and it died
Hushed whispers began and arose to be heard
Through townships and hills far and wide.

“The dragon is dead!” they shouted and yelled,
“No longer to be something feared!
We fought it and won, our mission is done!”
The men raised their swords and they cheered.

Across the charred battleground, bones of the beast
Lay scattered on smoldering earth.
The knights standing tall, though weary and tired,
Felt tinges of pride and of mirth.

Tales still tell of that dangerous year,
When the devilish beast had been slain,
When horror and fear were finally gone,
And peace, once again, was obtained.



© Sun Bear 2017