Note: This is a two-part acrostic poem.
Death and destruction descends like a storm –
…creature of legend and mythical form.
Reaping the lives of the women and men –
…flames of the winged one scorching their skin.
Agony, terror and hopelessness reigns –
…children are crying with fear in their veins.
Giant and scaly, with hell colored eyes,
…beast of the ancient rains fire from the skies.
Only the strongest survive the attack –
…dreading the day that the creature comes back.
No man or weapon has challenged the scourge.
…hope that a hero will someday emerge.
Hope brings a hero to vanquish a beast.
Evil had driven its blood thirsty feast.
Ruthless and epic – the battle campaign.
Ode to the hero – the dragon is slain.