To the Dragon
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Dear Dragon,
You have been called dream devourer,
war starter,
world conqueror.
I never thought you would hunt me down
as I, a measly wanderer,
kept trying to move around.
Everywhere I went
I could not escape your torment.
You have certainly challenged me,
with tasks of varying degrees.
But after much pain and stress,
Which you have relentlessly ignored,
I am writing to confess:
I have stolen your hoard.
I was unsure of what I had seized, all told
I expected fame and fortune widespread,
But to my alarm, there was only a little gold,
And mostly lead.
The gold I enjoyed most of all:
Loving family, treasured friends,
Amazing experiences I wished would never end.
The lead, however, was an obnoxious sight:
Stressful days, sleepless nights,
Moments I felt only ended in sadness and strife.
It was initially that my attitude kneeled
To a saddening life story that had already been told.
It wasn’t until a closer look revealed,
That the lead was covering gold:
A rough and random mess
Revealing a beautiful interior at its best.
As I, weary and yielding, lay down my sword,
I expect no more of your variable hoard.
Your challenges have grown old,
And I must finally escape to the afterlife.
Thank you for the lead and gold,
For you have truly helped me experience life.
Signed, the Tamer