Dragonslayer

(for J.B.P.) A polarizing figure A catalyzing force A man for all seasons He’s a man called Horse A strong man in the wheelhouse A tall man in the field No crow of ruin touches him His constitution, steeled What dragon of today Could touch that mighty pen? Demonized, lionized All faces at once Like Einstein or Picasso An immortal eminence His enemies can’t catch him Though they try and try Their straw-man feats of idiocy Are quickly sent to die What dragon of today Could still that mighty voice? And now he fights the dragon Of an ideology That seeks to reinvent the world And up-end reality But Saint George has his hood on His chainmail and his flail And he’ll take that sword to the cynics’ board And remove the serpent’s tail So to prove that truth can’t fail What dragon of today Could singe that mighty heart?