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Let Dragons Fly Free
by Cenerue
Huge wings flapping heavily, the great green dragon flies
Horned head turning this way and that, he searches the barren skies.
Flames leap from flaring nostrils as he searches for the scent
Amber eyes scan continually to see where his mate went
She was here only hours before and flying by his side
When the humans began shooting from below, black arrows flying high
They pierced his mate and she did fall, but he flew on without seeing
Now he circles for her round and round lifting up his head and keening
He cries out to her again but she does not heed his call
For the humans took her body as a prize when she did fall
"Such a noble head to mount on my wall, such a beautiful coat of green scales!"
These are the thoughts that run through men's heads as the male dragon grieves and wails
Why do we feel the need to dominate and destroy? Why can't we let the dragons be?
Why can't we let something beautiful and wild roam unmolested and free?
At nightfall, the male gives up his hopeless quest. He flies on, another mate he may find
As ever smaller the race of dragons will shrink from the cruelty of selfish mankind.
by Cenerue
Huge wings flapping heavily, the great green dragon flies
Horned head turning this way and that, he searches the barren skies.
Flames leap from flaring nostrils as he searches for the scent
Amber eyes scan continually to see where his mate went
She was here only hours before and flying by his side
When the humans began shooting from below, black arrows flying high
They pierced his mate and she did fall, but he flew on without seeing
Now he circles for her round and round lifting up his head and keening
He cries out to her again but she does not heed his call
For the humans took her body as a prize when she did fall
"Such a noble head to mount on my wall, such a beautiful coat of green scales!"
These are the thoughts that run through men's heads as the male dragon grieves and wails
Why do we feel the need to dominate and destroy? Why can't we let the dragons be?
Why can't we let something beautiful and wild roam unmolested and free?
At nightfall, the male gives up his hopeless quest. He flies on, another mate he may find
As ever smaller the race of dragons will shrink from the cruelty of selfish mankind.
