Make Peace with a Dragon. (a metaphor)

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Underbrush aflame,

Trees alight, burnt briar,

She shows no shame.

Her nostrils spew fire.

 

Sunlight glinting,

His sword held aloft,

Darting, flitting, sprinting,

Smoked-filled lungs, cough.

 

Skyward to air,

Knight outsmarted.

No cause to spare.

Her thoughts black-hearted.

 

Dodged, ducked, dived,

Hardcover sought.

Clamouring to survive.

Breathlessly distraught.

 

Conflict raged.

Flames thrown.

Shafted lance waged.

Moans grown.

 

Suing for peace,

A considered truce.

Firefight to cease.

She though, obtuse.

 

He, laurel resting,

Gathered breath.

She, upward cresting,

Sent him to his death.

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◄ Mob Rule Mentality

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