Voluntary Exile for friend Tate

story poem

Voluntary exile?

 

One day the dragons will return.

A privilege we have to earn.

The fled from our belligerence

They had to flee in self defence.

 

The dragons know humanity

Has not yet reached maturity.

The do not doubt that in due course.

Men will give up the use of force.

 

To resolve every argument.

But talk when war is imminent.

Learn to use diplomacy.

Which works much more effectively.

 

Than fighting for supremacy

When two nations disagree.

This world could be a paradise.

If we can learn to compromise.

 

The dragons will return again.

Resume their mentorship of man

When we mature sufficiently

 and can agree to disagree.

 

The dragons know the day will come

when once again they are welcome.

To arbitrate impartially

 as mentors of humanity.

 

 

Although I may not live to see

The silver dragons flying free

Above the earth as they should be.

The guardians of humanity.

 

Is this a dream, a fantasy

Which is peculiar to me?

That judgement I must leave to you.

Though I believe it to be true.

 

Saturday, 21 January 2012

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