Slaying the Dragon (13)

Slaying the Dragon

1

How sad to see a dragon

In the forest purple-green

Abandoned by its parents

Due to hunters on the scene

Does it not deserve a ballad

To mark this very sad event

Now their deadly ammunition

Has presumably been spent?

Chorus

Some people say the dragon

Is a desperately violent beast

Just because it owns the forest

Where it likes to roam in peace

In the shade that is provided

By the many splendid trees

Far from the concrete cities

And a pocketful of keys

2

Just because we own the cities

That the dragons fear the most

Must we vandalise the forests

Like we burn a round of toast

In the wilderness provided

At the very dawn of time

A gift to every species

Of life that is sublime

Chorus

Some people say the dragon

Is a desperately violent beast

Just because it owns the forest

Where it likes to roam in peace

In the shade that is provided

By the many splendid trees

Far from the concrete cities

And a pocketful of keys

3

I felt sorry for the dragon

That had lost its parents now

No doubt to please some hunters

Keen to shoot something somehow

Well they killed two lovely dragons

A cruel act to make them proud

At their prowess as hunters

In the forests of the world

Chorus

Some people say the dragon

Is a desperately violent beast

Just because it owns the forest

Where it likes to roam in peace

In the shade that is provided

By the many splendid trees

Far from the concrete cities

And a pocketful of keys

The End

© Frankie Spiritu

The Forests and the Dragons of Vietnam (12)

The Forests and the Dragons of Vietnam

Such wickedness to create

Poisons designed to devastate

The forests and the dragons of Vietnam

It’s too painful still to speak about napalm

And the children barbecued by Uncle Sam

Since their forests were depleted in a war against their land

The dragons have been dying I’ve been led to understand

Thanks to Agent Orange, such a gentle sounding name

For the deadliest of poisons to be used in a war game

The children that survived could not help but feel despair

Just to see how God’s creation was now dying everywhere

How on earth could Agent Orange strip a virgin forest bare?

And destroy so many dragons and the babies in their care?

Such wickedness to create

Poisons designed to devastate

The forests and the dragons of Vietnam

It’s too painful still to speak about napalm

And the children barbecued by Uncle Sam

I am sick of Agent Orange and the thinking behind this

To pour out such deadly poison on the people like a mist

In the knowledge that their poison would kill off everything

Which in turn suggests this nation has the devil as its king?

Without peace and understanding, it’s too easy to create

The most hateful kind of weapons that are used to devastate

The forests of creation and the villages in their midst

It’s a deadly game for sure

When the West conducts a war

It’s preoccupied with its latest list

Of places to visit in a bombing blitz

Such wickedness to create

Poisons designed to devastate

The forests and the dragons of Vietnam

It’s too painful still to speak about napalm

And the children barbecued by Uncle Sam

The End

© K.F. Geach

Time Out with Emily Bronte (11)

Time Out with Emily Bronte

1

Miss Emily Bronte, I’m delighted that you could come

With time travel not easy and too adventurous for some

And so naturally I’m pleased that you should journey to me

Through a gap in the armour of time that’s impossible to see

So what shall we do? I have asked you this question before

Which means you must know love-making is what I adore

Shopping won’t work since you can’t take anything back

Unless I attempt to seduce you with say a Big Mac

Chorus

Life can be a challenge no matter what age we are in

Since the fairy godmother became exceedingly thin

However when Emily Bronte is there to be held

I am delighted to be in such a beautiful world

2

Miss Emily Bronte, I don’t mean to rush you my friend

But life here is short and will eventually come to an end

We must really consider how to make good use of our time

Since only a fool would discard the best years of their prime

Well there is always love-making to do that is blue like the sea

And according to theory is much healthier than watching TV

Of course I am guessing you know just how tedious this is

When in fact you may know absolutely nothing about this

Chorus

Life can be a challenge no matter what age we are in

Since the fairy godmother became exceedingly thin

However when Emily Bronte is there to be held

I am delighted to be in such a beautiful world

3

Miss Emily Bronte, I have some concerns about life

With greed and corruption becoming increasingly rife

Yet health care is good for those with insurance to pay

Or who live in a land where health care is still free today

Naturally I’m a product of this most unbelievable age

Where liberalism alone is allowed to perform on stage

No doubt you will find this philosophy somewhat obtuse

Which leads us back to the bedroom with no time to lose

Chorus

Life can be a challenge no matter what age we are in

Since the fairy godmother became exceedingly thin

However when Emily Bronte is there to be held

I am delighted to be in such a beautiful world

   

The End

© K.F. Geach

Rendezvous with Emily Bronte (10)

Rendezvous with Emily Bronte 

1

Miss Emily Bronte time travel first brought you to me

Before you were famous but after I knew you would be

With the benefit of history preparing me for this surprise

Compromising time’s right to provide the key to Paradise

While love-making for us was naturally our preoccupation

Some distance away from the capital of my home nation

That eventually I abandoned once Thatcher had started

To ruin all the things I most loved before she departed

Chorus

For once in my life I was where I had longed to be

Breathing the same rarefied air as Miss Emily Bronte

With her eyes echoing the renaissance of the spring sky

As the snow on the mountains departs now summer is nigh

2

Logic was absent rejected by us out of hand

For delaying our journey through an idyllic land

With rainbows aplenty and forests a haven of life

Without competition to generate mischief and strife

The harvest was ready yet winter a long voyage away

Removed from the fall that precipitated worldly decay

Delivered at last from the storm that fosters true fear

When it demands that beauty and youth disappear 

Chorus

For once in my life I was where I had longed to be

Breathing the same rarefied air as Miss Emily Bronte

With her eyes echoing the renaissance of the spring sky

As the snow on the mountains departs now summer is nigh

3

We met many times with no reason to rush our affair

With amazing beauty not to mention incredibly rare

Yet in defiance of logic she opened a page on me

Seeing a diamond where glass must actually be

Wishful thinking yet I would not argue with this

Now in this new land I had Emily Bronte to kiss

With stockings fantastic sewn from satin by hand

And culture exquisite unlike ours shallow and bland

Chorus

For once in my life I was where I had longed to be

Breathing the same rarefied air as Miss Emily Bronte

With her eyes echoing the renaissance of the spring sky

As the snow on the mountains departs now summer is nigh

The End

© K.F. Geach