Those there are
Who view humanity
(Many of whom have
A tragically poor grasp of
The humane in humanity)
As merely a by-blow

Left leagues, leagues and leagues
From the one true and original
Bloodline path – That path
That dragons would walk
Else save for the fact
They prefer to soar

Some humans still dream of soaring
And those not lost in their wish to roar
May still do so however discretely
Intuiting an essence denied them
By those whose sole ambition
Is to deny all and any knowing
That dragons are, have been, now are
And forever and forever shall be so

As we as dragons also shall forever be

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 1, 2017, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Powerful poem, Ben! May the soaring dragons inspire and lead others to find their own wings, their dragon within, countering the culture of the inhumane (and the insane).


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