Beneath the wing of a dragon

I am a dragon hunter    
This is not strictly true      
I am on a quest      
to slay a dragon      
yes, but this will be my first      
     
My people and I      
have lived in fear      
of this cruel and dangerous beast      
We scurry around at night      
while it sleeps      
and hide away by day      
as it feasts on anything      
stupid enough to roam      
the daylight hours      
     
I creep up while the dragon sleeps      
impossible in its youth      
by now old      
it’s senses less      
than they once were    
Victory after victory      
leaving it arrogant      
Leaving it sleeping soundly      
falsely safe as I approach      
     
My weapon is      
one of its own teeth      
that it had lost a decade before      
fastened to a wooden pole    
given to me by our chief    
as the crowds wished me well    
and prayed for my success      
and safe return      
     
I stand before the mighty dragon      
part terrified part in awe      
fear and excitement      
running through my veins      
as I lift the spear      
     
I stab the beast      
plunge my gifted spear through      
the mighty serpents beating heart      
The poison of the tooth      
takes hold fast      
as it looks at me with realisation      
then dies    
     
     
I was the hero of my people      
How proud I stood      
as they erected statues      
to my braveness      
and we revelled and rejoiced      
and drank to our new found freedom      
     
Then came the monsters by day and night    
we fought them off at first      
all manner of wretched foe      
But still they came night and day      
until we were overrun      
     
Now only chaos and the strong survive    
Who embrace the anarchy      
as all friends are foe      
and pillage day and night      
     
After a few months of mayhem      
a new dragon appeared      
in the sky      
It ate beast and man alike      
Until all vile creatures fled      
and man sheltered by day      
and went back to scurrying      
by night    
     
My statues were left    
as a reminder      
of mans folly      
And I was sacrificed      
to the new dragon      
as my people nestled      
beneath its wing