Ancient Cry and Dragon Flight

Ancient Cry

Starved, exhausted, and battle-worn,
We cried out at that ancient site,
On behalf of the dead we did mourn.
Our last shout into the night.

"Save us! O Watchers of Creation.
There is no rest from this endless war,
No hope elsewhere for savlvation,
No future to hold out for.

"The best among us have passed,
Warriors, poets, and farmers, all,
We are the scraps that are left for last
Please hear us before we, too, fall.

"Save us, O Watchers of Creation.
Before we are sent to damnation."

Dragon Flight

O'er mountains and o'er seas,
Through darkness and through night,
Aloft great wings, it answered our pleas.

With its great breath,
Fiery and warm,
It fought back the chill of death.

With its mighty claws,
Sharp and firm,
It gave our predators pause.

With its sturdy scale,
Bright and strong,
It gave us armor to prevail.

And in its ancient wisdom,
It charged us with a task:
Remember this darkness and stand firm against the coming night.

Annotations

This is actually two different sets of poems that Goose's parents believe are about the same struggle.