“The dragon is coming” The old man said.
And the words that he spoke rang sharp in my head.
And I grabbed my shield and my short stabbing sword
And gave my soul over to God’s Holy Word.
I ran from the building and looked through the trees
And saw a sight there that had me to my knees.
A great, grey lizard come breaking the bush
Four times my height and all in a rush.
I gave myself over as dead on the spot
and waited to die from it’s breath so hot.
I fell, I think, from the fear in my heart
And the evil stink as the trees it did part
But as it stepped over not seeing me there
I thrust up my sword and cut it fair square.
It screamed and it thrashed and fell over in pain
So I jumped up in haste and slashed it again.
Its blood splashed high as its scream split the air
And it tried to reach me but I wasn’t there.
I jumped and I swerved I leaped left and right
And stabbed it again till it gave up the fight.
I give God the glory: I thought I would die
But I live to speak of his love for such as I.
Dragons may come and danger unknown
Which I fight as I travel till I get to His throne.
For life is a quest, a journey afar
And we travel after a mysterious star.
And live for the journey and for the love
Of the One who goes with us and Who waits Above.