A Pale horse with a pale rider
The fourth and last
Translucent in the mists
Tramontane beasts waiting in the depths
Black horse ridden by a dark soul
Third and ignored
Standing harsh in distant lands
Silent cries of chronic pain
A red horse and fiery rider
Second and feared
Separating nations and families
Loved and derided, hated and praised
White horse and silent rider
First and last
Resplendent in death
And armoured with corruption
A solitary soul standing with hope
First ,last and always
Strengthened by love and sharing
United with neighbours and kin
A spiritual soul linked in love
Past , present and future
Holds fast to his faith
Together we are indefatigable
We cannot stand alone
We love our life together
United in an ideal of freedom
Here we stand and here we stay.
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Author:
parker (
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I like the horse imagery. NIcely done.
Hi. Revalation according to St John.
The 4 horsemen of the apocalypse.
Not religious myself, but a significant allegory, I hope.
Thanks for the like.
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