Black riders surge on steel shod steeds
Black clouds merge over blood red seas
The Lords of Destruction drink mulberry mead
And there in their shadow the desolate breed

A newcomer stares in morbid wonder
Upon the broad back of white stallion Thunder
“What evil is this?” he cries out in a fit
Just the usual sh*t. Don’t bother.

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TAR11 said...
Jul. 15, 2011 at 8:45 am
I can totally see where you're coming from with this.  Please check out my poems if you get the chance. 
qui133 replied...
Jul. 15, 2011 at 11:32 pm
thank you! i certainly will!
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