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The Dragon's Breath

The never-ending story.

By Tony herlinPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
The Dragon's Breath
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In a land of lakes in ancient times

A legendary beast that fears nothing

Wings spread and in our minds

No one could beat it, it was the king.

Throughout history, it has changed names.

From Caesar to Khan to Alexander

All proud fighters who want to win the game

Power and blood to be a great leader.

This terrible animal tastes so bland

Catching up with history in every kingdom

But one day or another, you'll have to understand,

That being intelligent does not equal wisdom.

That the souls in pain that wander in our memories

And the useless breeze that gives us hope.

They make us walk so as not to be on our knees

To form a single name and wake up.

What do we hear on the horizon? Death

For gold and power, the dragon's breath.


About the Creator

Tony herlin

A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 months ago

    Oh I absolutely loved this! Fantastic poem!

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