there is a beast beneath each human skin
you find that out when you reach that odd ground
where each of us finds out that we could win
a kind of monster whose nerves are most thin
and ready to break out at the least sound
there is a beast beneath each human skin
this is a creature of the dragonkin
moving with haste towards the sacred mound
where each of us finds out that we could win
the sky above us seems with speed to spin
what we have learned is wisdom most profound
there is a beast beneath each human skin
we throw all hesitation in the bin
the past in all its foolishness is drowned
where each of us finds out that we could win
the hero learns to take it on the chin
and let the villain fall before the hound
there is a beast beneath each human skin
where each of us finds out that we could win
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
13 March 2008
hidden dragon
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