Dragons

They soar through the sky.
They hunt their prey with the most intelligence.
They breath the fire that consumes the unbelieving.
And yet they are afraid of us.
Afraid of small creachers who have to go out of their way to decapitate the poor dragons.
We risk our lives to kill.
They risk there lives to go out of their homes.
Why must we act this way?
Please understand this message and pass it on in memory of the dragons, who died for us.