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Dragon
You asked me
to tell you of
a dragon.
The Chinese of old knew it.
It’s skin is the most
Beautiful, brilliant color.
It billows and curls like pure silk.
The skin is what you see first;
irridescent, ethereal ~
a deceptive shroud.
Then it sheds its brittle skin
and slithers out,
revealing
a writhing mass
of pure corruption.
it eyes slide toward you ~
half-veiled,
black and cold
(ever so sly, deceitful);
a knowing wink…
and then you know
that you’ve been had.
A dragon
is just another serpent...
and that is how the children
are being deceived.
Christian poetry by D.K. Pritchett.
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