South Africa: A Dragon's Tale
Breathing smoke, the dragon wakes
Yawning fire, and sighing quakes
Blinking storms, with eyes aglow
Spitting floods of lava flow
With
arching back of shifting scales
And
clawing hands of fingered shales
With
Grabben skin of Trapp basalt
And
crevassed frown of geo-fault
Its
Lowveld feet and Highveld chest
And
Great Escarpment’s rising breast
Its
Kalahari appetite
And
Flanked by sea, it roams the plains
At
Tswaing a footprint still remains
While carcass bones of fossil prey
Still litter
Aeons pass, the dragon sleeps
Dreaming of the hoard it keeps
With
gold and diamonds in its plunder
Blissful snores echo as thunder
Copyright 2004
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