The Eagle Flies

The eagle flies on high
ambition in his eye
ever hunting for the one
whose life might be undone

to feed his need so great
Was it the hands of fate
that brought you near?
Shall I cower down in fear?

or stand my ground
while the spirit of the mighty dragon's found
and all about
my soul . . .


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