Spirit of the River
There is a dragon-serpent
Who glides across the land
In a river of pure joy, songs of life
Flow from the dragon’s soul
Many other serpents join her while
She flows across L.A.
Her green scales glisten
In the sun that gleams
But one day joy rained from the sky
And her glee flooded town
So they put the dragon in a box
A box of cement to contain her joy
She could swim freely no more
Her friends died or swam away
She could no longer sing her hearts song
Her river of joy and love and life
Was dying with the day
On her tail, one spot was alive
She hoped one day
She would be free
Oh yes She would be free
- Darby Vranek