Chains

The chains that bound me

Cut into me,

Holding me, trapping me

Shatter them I will,

Scattering them into the four winds

As the dust swirls around and around,

I will let out my angry roar,

Rumbling from the dark depths of hell

Where they threw me into

Those who dare imprison me will run,

Helter-skelter for shelter.

The sea shall storm,

The mountains will shake

As my fury erupts once more onto the brown earth.

Their false idols shall fall,

Their cities will be dust,

Forgotten shall be their immortal works

And as they lie in front of me,

Begging for nonexistent forgiveness,

My claws shall scrape their iron thrones, discarded and broken.