The Angry Dragon Poem by syaz wafea

Outside the window
far above
massive engulf of space
protruding boastfully
out of nowhere
shielding the mother of radiance
covering each inches beneath
the whole population
with its shadow of smears
Oh no, it's the sign
the arise of the grieving dragon
runs amok with its striking fire
cultivates its sorrow all over the land
too much anger that it looses every control
so horrendous that they howl
creating nightmare of creation
no bail blessed
no remorse, depressed
let them weep
let them mourn
this population
they make me go berserk
let them be
just let them be
even if they seek forgiveness
still let them be
indeed for those with vanity
they do deserve this greet from me