In A Magic Land Poem by Fadhil Al Azzawi

We have tales full of tragic knights,
who descend upon burning horses
from distant skies
like meteors at night.
We have many sleeping dinosaurs, which we have tied to rocks
in green meadows full of singing birds.
Then the world was just born,
the gods were our neighbours,
and we believed in wonders.
One day, we went to help them in their work,
but they unleashed all the bloody beasts upon us,
slipped away down the valley
and headed towards another magic land.
What traitors!