Fire Kite
Fiery kite, scorching your tail string,
surfing the wind like a dragon beast.
The dragon flies, fire breathing sting
wicked ghoul blowing from the east.
With armor-like scales, you drift and soar,
red flames and puffs of smoke
fade into clouds as you rant and roar,
the enemy’s flames you stoke.
With embers of scheming ancient rage,
you torch the tree of life.
From green to brown, you singe the leaves
while thrusting your jagged knife.
Invading the land, you seek to destroy martyred children,
those innocent doves.
The talons of steel you sharply employ
with the wrath of your vengeance above.
Darkness descends on this troubled land,
Lick the air with your heated breath
Your eyes fixed red on the forest sand,
dragon beast, you’re the legion of death.
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