The Dragon Breathes
"The Dragon Breathes
A tranquil stream flows way below.
A crack in mountain rock succumb.
The samurai has set its time, its work is done.
A pebble stone moved,
A rock has rolled.
A dragon wakes from hibernate,
A puff of smoke to mushroom choke .
The peasants scream, the dragon breathes,
It feeds on all surrounds at will
As tongues of fire leap the air,
molten rock leaves streets despair.
Lest pebble stone shift, has scorned the rift.
To wake the dragon from its lair
Those who scoffed this devil’s deed,
Ancestors legend now concede.
©Copyright M..A. Bell (alfi – m.za)(2014)
Copyright © Michael Bell | Year Posted 2017
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