Tuesday, November 7, 2023

The 4th Horseman


The 4th Horseman
by Lord R.e. Taylor

I hope to hear The Fourth Horsemen coming
Riding his fierce dark black stallion
Just so I would know my last day
Not so I could cry or anything like that
I just want to watch him rise from Hades
And hear his voice when he calls my name
After that, who knows and who cares

© Poem – XI/VII/MMXXIII
LRET



 

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