In the gloomy sky a fire breathing dragon released a blood curdling screech.

Flapping its polished wings up and down, frantically pushing its way through the smoky sky.

The beautiful metallic scales reflect off the glistening sunlight and glow elegantly.

Claws like flying knives, congealed with blood which drips down slowly.

His crooked bloody fangs await for his prey.

The City We Know
You are the silent earthquake destroying everything in it’s path of Tonga.
You are like the cheers of New York ,crowd upon crowd.
You are the street lights lighting up my darken path.
You are like crooked concrete laying under my feet.
You are a crowded road flooded with car’s.
You are the silent’s of s newborn baby in a busy hospital.