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