I saw in my father's eyes the beast arising,
like a mighty dragon it reared its ugly head.
the hate hypnotizing,
filling my little heart with dread.
he smiled evilly with his sharp toothy grin,
his large paws descend.
I close my eyes hiding the fear within,
wishing with all my might for a hero to defend.
what had I done that warranted his wrath,
the blows that came had drawn first blood.
the marks left behind made a permanent scaring path
I climbed to my little feet again bleeding in the murky mud.
Now as a parent I have become the slayer,
I have slain the mighty dragon called abuse.
I teach my children years later,
that to hurt others is just an excuse.
You climb to your feet,
and turn the other cheek.
abuse has found defeat,
the dragon is the one who is battered and weak. |
Submission Name: Dragon
