Memories of a dancer,
one of scales and splendor
Each different, fire on feet
Only lights of the dancers
Eyes that pierce, brightened gold
Tongue of sharp words, whispering
“I am what you remember”
Sunlight dancing on the ground
Fire’s light washed out, bullets of surrender
Fury of wings, scales a gleam
Making fear and despair
Fangs of poison, revenge of red
The dancer’s plight is forever