Keep watching from your window
Stay locked behind your door
Behold the horsemen cometh
The number of them...four
Each rider bears a well known name
Each alone has struck before
But now they are united
This time they'll come as four
Pestilence is on his way
Cant you hear his horses hooves
Famine follows in his wake
I can hear them on the roofs
War is next to wield his sword
A terrifying sight
Death rides swiftly onward
Spreading darkness far and wide
This then is the Apocalypse
The day of dread is here
When those who ignored the word of God
Will forever know real fear
Please tell me what you think
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Bravo!
I love the rhyme and meter of this poem. This poem reminds me of our economic fears for this country. Yes, it is coming soon!
Betsy Holzner -
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Thank you Betsy
Much appreciate your comment on my write Betsy...thank you...regards Dan xx
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