SONG OF THE DRAGON
BY CHRISTOPHER LEWIS
A loud shriek
Fills the sky
Fraught with danger.
Run for cover!
A low swoop
Leashing a shadow
Upon the village
Burning quickly.
Run for cover!
Screams of the innocents
Scrambling to get out
Watching in horror
Through-out.
Sad, but true.
Almost, all are dead
Smoldering in a heap
Ashes fills the sky.
And all that remains
Lay upon their feet.
Now it’s time to mourn
For all those are lost
Memories are engraved
And soon —
To rebuild another day. | CL