
The “Ljubljana Dragon” in Ljubljana, Slovenia
An old dragon of yore, born of a great one
The great ones of yesteryear, a fable to many
Great ones were plenty, in the times of old
Great ones were power, great ones served a greater One still
The great ones are no more
They vanished after the flood
The flood that washed away the evil
Evil of men, and not of dragons
The great ones served the Lord Most High
Roaming the earth at His command
Keeping order and watching over the kingdom
Man became powerful, too powerful
The humans served the One, at one time
Man began to serve himself, and not the One
The evil ones began to hunt and kill the great ones
The One was displeased that His creation in His image
Was now turning to evil, evil deeds and showing no repentance
Man was destroying the watchers, great ones they were
Humans were removed from the Garden, for doing wrong
Humans were now doing wrong again
“Will they never learn? What must I do, that they will turn from their evil ways”, said the Lord
The flood was brought about, and man was mostly gone
The few that remained served the One
The great ones were gone as well, never to be seen
The dragons of yore did show
Born of the great ones, lesser but mighty still
Soaring through the skies, keeping aloof
Dragons of yore had none to fear, none but man that is
Man hunted and pursued, captured and killed
Soon the dragons of yore, were almost no more
Seen in the sky, soaring overhead
There are a few, dragons of yore
Seen on occasion, in the night against the moon
A wonder to behold, a dragon of yore
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