The Devil RidesA Poem by The Iron HorsemanA vision of the impending apocalypse...
The Devil rides where the warlords reign, Apocalypse revisited again and again, Another bloodbath, another nation dies, As Hell's cauldron bubbles under burning skies.
The Devil dreams of darkness, An all-pervasive night, A global pitch black fastness, No surviving trace of light.
As he stalks across the earth, On his pale horse called Death, With famine as his serf, And plague at his behest,
He summons demons to command his armies, Veils them in human form, Corpses are his harvest, Torture becomes the norm.
Chaos rides the Night Mare, Terror struts the street, Horror haunts the dark stair, Humanity is reduced to meat.
The forces of evil gather, On that Eastern arid plain, The armies of light would rather, Not face destruction again.
But when the prophecies seem fulfilled, And the world goes up in flames, The voice of fear must be stilled, It does no good to call on holy names.
Armageddon is upon us, The Devil has his way, The long night is ubiquitous, This is mankind's final day. © 2018 The Iron Horseman
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11 Reviews Added on September 7, 2018 Last Updated on September 7, 2018 Tags: poem, poetry, devil.apocalypse, armageddon, war, evil, politics, death, destruction, mankind, dark AuthorThe Iron HorsemanCanadaAboutAspiring new writer. I enjoy writing stories, poems and song lyrics. In fact most of my poems are song lyrics! All constructive input is welcome. If you think something sucks, tell me so. I won't be o.. more..Writing
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