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Secret of Swan Lake

On dreamy beautiful lake there is a swan The sun just came up and it is now dawn Young elk and his mate are raising a fawn On the meadow next to the lake narcissi, iris, orange tiger lilies, and other flowers lie upon The rays of sun touch the waters of the lake Sun is now fully awake Tall water pall surrounds the lake Rushes hum gently as ducks and geese splashes in water make In those rushes wind sings ballad of the old About kings and their gold The scene is serene but suddenly wind gets cold Like it was warning something dangerous is in those rushes something dreadful to behold Suddenly all ducks and geese Their bathing cease And leave as the winds’ chill will increase For a moment there is complete silence peace As young man looks at rushes he remembers the stories of the old Suddenly his blood runs cold As a figure of dragon with five snakes like heads will unfold The dragon is terrifying to behold It is not like dragon of Chinese lore That is now standing upon blood soaked moor This is a dragon that human companionship abhor The snake heads are terrifying but lot worse is the symbol that their hoods adore Each of the heads has neck with a hood Resembling cobra’s hood And the symbol on it is well understood It is the symbol of skeletal warlock himself with a hood The blood is of the fallen warriors who tried to tame the beast That came with roaring thunder from the East And all who try to destroy it are now deceased As dragon on human flesh would feast Our warrior impales the dragon on a sharp spine But if dragon would not be evil he would be divine He is unaffected by the spine And proudly opens his hood with warlock sign As dragon opens his bat like wings he covers the sun The battle of titans has begun What do you want here warrior of blue sun Said the dragon you know I can’t be bitten His majesty Promised his daughter to me He said defeat the dragon or brings it to me And my daughter who loves you yours will be How will you accomplish that goal I'm master of very time that measures your soul I have discontinuous number of time of the soul Under my control You see Hamlet was wrong dear dragon even if man is flawed He can do a lot with math and is no nimrod But math he knows is just a façade Behind it he has access to visage of very God With those words warrior looked at the dragon whose wings covered the sky Dragon a colossal creature was able to fly He knew dragon should not die But to stop it he removed dragons’ third eye

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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