The Dragon King Poem by Chris Embrick

Prologue:

When King Greystone killed the last dragon, unknowingly,
he released the curse:When Dracon's found among the slain
the guilty sword shall bear the blame.With lust for
power be it known, death will come from his own.

The Dragon King, the curse did reap
All lock their doors before they sleep
The Beloved Son removed the crown
A dark morning when the body's found
The dagger plunged, precise and deep.

From Greystone's heart the last blood seeps
In cruel hands now, the Kingdom's keep
Royal blood cries out from the ground
the Dragon King.

The castle guards now in a heap
Those loyal flee like scattered sheep
The Queen was hanged for treason bound
The Son looked on, Hell's evil hound
Across the land, none dare to weep
The Dragon King.