The dragon majestic,
With strong and leathery wings,
With strong and shiny scales
Along their gleaming bodies, multicolored.
Flying to a place in the heavens,
Where they live and play,
Away from harm and reality.
Away from humans who can hurt them,
Hunt them to extinction.
For our world cannot be theirs,
Our Earth, our people, and our world,
Is cruel beyond what we see.
Maybe when our Earth is healed,
Of hate and cruelty to ourselves,
And other creatures,
Maybe the dragons can come back.
When can the dragons come home.