The dragon slayer by Saadat

The fire breathing heathen wretch

Raging and consuming stretch

Eternal tyranny and grievous burdens

Drubbing; rubbing oblivious wardens

Horizon to horizon its gory spread

Laid waste swath dreary and dread

Time of Bavarian castles is no more

Wherefore shalt then stem the gore

Amidst the lingering ravaged bots

Outstretched unending an empty pots

In burnt out smoldering hulks

cowering an some life still sulks

                     Whose help shall we invoke?

                     For it shall enhance an provoke

Bush fires rage, the dragon reeks

Through its teeth, convincingly speaks

Scourges of my times, a point of moot

Trampled under armour and the boot

Creeks that did with verdance dwell

Gnashed bloated corpses now swell

No knights in shining armour, walk

Few the braves, most that balk

Plowshares wretchedly turned to wares

Sadder truth that none stands, cares

Canker balloons, ravishes the innards

Impotence extols puny the placards

Whose help shall we invoke?

                     For it shall enhance an provoke

Original

saadat

(Islamabad)

(April 30, 2009)