The Dragon

I am the breath of hells fire, breathing down the neck of humanity. The unnamed death, striking fear within your ancient night mares. A winged demon, biting at the back of the wind Gods themselves. Mankind's tormentor by flame and earthquake, a creature spawned Within volcanic lava, and woven spells cast by a wizards anger. My hearts desire, is greed's lust, for a rich mans passion, a golden horde, To touch it, is to bring deaths assurance, for it is mine, and mine alone. A moon spirit of illusion, I seek thee, fleshes feast, by twilight's Blackened hour, I so hunt, raw satisfactions carnal pleasures. The righteous knight, kneels before his king, claiming victory or death, In my hollows cave, many trophies of these men have I, as bloody Souvenirs, shield reminders of nobility fallen. Am I a myth, or just a legend, test fact to fiction, come if you dare, Within my chambers lair, I'll show thee reality, by tooth and claw. Beware mortal, for I have out lived many of your kind, and shall Remain thus eternal. For as long as hatred, and malice exist, so will my kindred thrive, Amongst thy species. Awaken me from my slumber, and know true pains reclamation, Salvation's damnation, is to rue this day's sun rising, for you shall Burn in it's embers crimson light. Let the mountains crumble, seas swallowed by the oceans, Behold the dragon remains alive, so am I the infinite divide, A tidal wave, crashing against the shores of human habitat. For I am the serpent, death's itselfs arch angel, Known as the dragon. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN