Birth of a Dragon


I see you
Keeper of the child
from the time beyond time
I have watched myself grow anew

I feel you
My unknowing parent
Your heart turning black
Pounding stronger with every beat

I know you
Watcher of this young
Unto you now do I give
My own draconic qualities

I hurt you
My draconion father
From your heart I do burst
Your life becomes mine

I see you
Fallen comrade
Father who did perish
Whos corpse now lies split upon the ground

And

I

Cry.



A new way of looking how dragons give birth - by using humans as hosts for their young (think parisites)! Yet, being sapient beings themselves, they greive at the loss of their fathers.

What do you think?

P.s. This poem can be interpreted many ways, can it not?