Die Another Day

About this poem

The Dark Armed Dragon Leaving in ruins everything it's past Mourning and wailing It's trail, 'tis true, the dragon was here Invaded To take one untimely, the beast Doesn't heed petitions nor pleas As it creeps with a sneer With arms we charge Yet it prevails, with ways so arcane Again leaves it trail Scornfully exists as it came Time heals We learn to live with the odds But our hearts still long For that one the beast took away Our wishes, our thoughts Two more decades, we'd be glad If only he had To Die Another Day To my D. A.D (poem title), we wish you were still here. We weren't ready to lose you yet, Could you come back and die some other day not too soon? more »