Dragon

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Jul 08, 2024 

Dragon.
Wings
high
above.
Slashing
through
clouds.
Circling.
Emerging
from the
storm.
Humanity
unsuspecting.
Onslaught
on the
horizon.
Devastation
nears.
Dragon’s
fire.
Searing
flame
technology.
Cleansing,
altering
the way.
Once it
arrives.
Nothing
survives.
Remains
the same.
Dragon’s
breathe
zeros
and ones.
Altering,
rearranging
the way.
Technological
red eyed,
green
scaled
dragon.
Here to
stay!

 

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