Monday, October 26, 2015

Dragon slayers

There are tales from the past
That have been memorialized as legends
Of men encased in armor, shoving a lance
Into the gullet of a beast and killing it
In modernity we could never perceive
How killing an animal could be
Honorable, magnificent
No we judge the past, and by that we cheat
Because in modernity, there has never been
Wyrms that could fly
Serpents that could speak
Dragons that could fill the sky
With wings that could block the sun
But we can imagine defeat
And the fire breath that never can be extinguished
We have a word for that
It is called nuclear weapons
And when those are unleashed we will be finished