Counting my changes
15 February 2016
Dragon creed
Our wings are shelter
For the weak
Our souls meek
We shun the glitz and glitter
Though we’re born of stars
The old code
Is more than adage
Not mere tale
Past glory
We have none to assuage
That time may erode
Soul swollen
Eternal homage
Bursts in me
Thwarted plea
Now forgotten I don’t flee
The waking moments
Bosoms bare
The heart of thunder
You wonder
Why not fear
The shield is but for the feud
No destiny’s spear
Knave and lewd
They gather hell’s fire
Rake fallen
Spew desire
There is a riddle I admire
She says it on Nile
We crawl slow
Then we stand proud tall
Before age
And fate’s weight
Curb in us the springy gait
And three are our legs
We cover
Our humanity
And frailty
Saucy words
Invisibility’s cloak
Weapons of the mind
There is truth
In between the lies
Where we find
Redemption
Overhauling weaknesses
Pennies in the sun
They shine slight
She innerves them light
Tolerance
Daily task
In their brittle light I bask
Counting my changes
Reading of the poem:
It’s Time – Imagine Dragons
Demons – Imagine Dragons
Roots – Imagine Dragons
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