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Dragon Time

Victoria Rego
2 min readJan 6, 2019

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Photo by Bill Jelen on Unsplash

Dragons flying overhead, breathing fire

burning castles walls, crumbling down

around preachers and politicians

I ready myself for the next patrol,

armor hanging,

chainmail heavy upon me as the television roars

news of more flying beasts coming.

My love sits in corners mumbling words to goddesses

calling names into the sky — she cries in fear

“no one believes in anything anymore”.

Grabbing swords as dragons swoop down

devouring men without discrimination.

We aren’t safe these days,

not since the dragons came.

Preying on male bodies like snack time,

stealing lives of those in power.

My love sits, slitting wrists in blood sacrifice

Silence her only companion — huddled in darkness

My love doesn’t sing anymore.

Her smile faded, her light has dimmed

Dragons circling the monumental praises of soldiers

warriors of long ago — fallen in battle

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Victoria Rego
Victoria Rego

Written by Victoria Rego

Reiki Master, tarot reader, poet. Inspired by love and intuition. Words that cast spells on souls and flow with energy healing.

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