What Is The Dragon?

By H.G. Warrender

Red Wing Of Cloud

The dragon is not green or red
And is not clothed with scales
It has no treasures for a bed
Nor wings, or claws, or tails

It is not in a single skin
But spreads out all around
For many bodies, deep within,
The dragon can be found

The dragon’s never touched or seen
It’s roars no one can hear
It has not eyes all cold and mean
The dragon’s an idea

Ideas take root in people’s hearts
And roots spread, story tells
The dragon ruins, but in part
We chose it for ourselves.

I wrote “What is the Dragon?” to capture an idea that is well-recognized and put it in a culturally relevant spin that leaves the reader somewhat surprised.

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