Azmandya

There was a city

on the planet Saturn

named Azmandya

though few knew of it.

There was a time

when the city was

built on stone castles

but then moved on

to modern glass towers.

Magic enchanted the city

until electric fairy lights

adorned their streets.

The people had festivals,

sharing amongst each other,

but then enjoyed feasts

at lavish restaurants.

Then I appeared,

a ferocious monster,

serpentine body and light scales,

blue lights flare

through my eyes

pouring like acid rain.

Storm clouds, maiasma

and an army of flies

follow me around

plaguing the city.

A once grand place

now becoming rubble.

I’m that damned dragon

wreaking havoc and

burdening all those before me.

Kindness became skepticism.

Civility became savagery.

Hope is fickle,

as all those who try

to kill me

meet a brutal doom

from this brutish villain.

And the citizens

feel they deserve this

for not beholding

its sorcery and

its history,

how they weep.

A behemoth existence

that terrorises everyone

we can all

only invoke that

some saviour appears

to purge my wickedness.