The Running Monkey

The wandering monkey took a deep breath,

As he jumped off into the unknown with a little fret,

He was weary, thirsty and broken

His world has left him all alone!

He never thought he'd fall from the height,

He followed the rules of the stone!

But as the winds brushed against his skin,

He could remember the last memory that shone. 

His people that stood by him

As he first won the game.

The feast that the king had thrown

People gathering in his name.

The stupid monkey ran too fast

For his own steps to follow his pace.

He fell but too hard, and there he saw

The dragon staring at him in the face.

His legs shivered as took a step back,

The dragon drew a breath of fire.

He won't live long the monkey thought,

And let out a scream similar to the king's choir.

The dragon heard a singing monkey

Jumping in a loop,

And in place of burning the flesh

He laughed at the funny fool.

The monkey heard the dragon laugh and in his jump he found,

A sword that was stuck in the dragon's wing and a deep wound.

He moved in slowly to the wing

And drove the sword out.

The dragon screamed in pain but free

He flew away , to take a new route.

The monkey returned to the king,

And tales of the monkey who slayed the dragon

Were known all about.

The victory lasted, till one night,

The kingdom faced a threat,

The mighty monkey, the dragon killer 

Was called in for the quest. 

The Monkey shivered in the place 

And let out a fake smile,

For the first chance of exit

The monkey ran off the king's sight.

The monkey ran and ran

Till he fell off a cliff

The tales of the running monkey are told

To those who lie and stall,

For it is the landing that kills you, not the fall.