• Flames spurt forth, a shriek rings out.
    Lance in hand, the Knight stands proud.
    Prevalent his victories have been in the past.
    This new enemy, draws a breath, his last.
    With prestige in growth, he grows more bold.
    He steps toward the kill, with sword enfold.
    His caution gone, he quickens pace.
    His victory at hand, with smile on face.
    Then echoes forth, a roar of rage.
    Startled he falls, unsheathed his blade.
    In one fail swoop, it becomes a draw.
    The dragon, the man, the arrogant flaw. smile


    By: Brandon J. Singleton
    A.K.A Sui