| Dragonslayer I cheered the tireless struggle, As he clawed the dismal walls. I prayed for light to reach him As he fought gloom�s smothering pall. I sang his praises at dragons slain. Applauded his bravery. But then I looked more closely; Saw self-inflicted slavery. Those walls are not a curse imposed Upon him by the fates. They�re of his own construction; Obstructions he creates. And notice too, it is the same; The darkness that he fights, One sadly comes to realize, He extinguishes each light. And must we call him "Hero" For vanquishing the beasts? It�s he who has created them And fueled them with his feasts. His life is lived all for effect; He�s mastered every twist. I must admit, it saddens me To see the face he�s missed. I see a dark and lonely soul, Who lives that way by choice. The wounds are self-inflicted, And in them, he�ll rejoice. So long, he�s played the victim That even he�s persuaded. He�s learned to seek the cold embrace Of the Hell that he�s created. LilGray Home |