Dragons of Destruction
I've chased dragons of destruction ever since I was a child
Turning meekness to a monster
Turning weakness into wild
Mild mannered turning viscous like a two gun fisted gangster
Laughing like a lunatic at those poltergeists and pranksters
Innocence into guilt
Once a garden now a ghetto
Those dragons breathing death leaving ashes,dust,and rubble
Young boy stuck in a bubble
Striking bullets...falling fast
As I chase destructive dragons I know this life won't last
Toxins taint my blood and bones
Poison floods my spirit
Pollution fills my heart and soul
I hear mad demons cheering
I see question marks and riddles as I'm twisting and I'm turning
Will they throw me in the lake of fire with fiends 4ever burning?
Truth gets told and lies I keep learning
Still my desire for those dragons it keeps 4ever yearning
The dragons of destruction
The dragons of disease
The dragon of my destiny was caught too easily
Now I realize in retrospect that monster's not just me
As I chase destructive dragons they continue chasing me
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2014
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