Topple

We are  the black riders, under the fire from the hill above the vale.

Weaving and twisting through landscape hell. 

Although their armies are withered and failing they continue on.

I breathe troubled breaths of stale air mixed with ash from the fires of our hatred.

Faces buried in the ground staring up at me, laughing Death's laugh and I grin back at them.

I find it hard to concentrate to the task at hand.

     Hearken! The birth of a new age has begun.

Vanished and vanquished the fallen slumber eternal, legends and myths now all their own.

Our stone force of will is like a sin in our hearts.

Near the gods but far from grace.

Be you watchful and wanting?

The end continues in a long stream of these miserable enemy persons.

Evil is florescent and shines behind my head like a crown of sorrow.

Below the dream there is an undercurrent of life that bubbles up through the crags of the soul and I only wish to crush out this flame.

The Horde, my dark family will come again, alone unseeing with rage, set loose in the night, nothing to waiver their advance, where in the end all suffer the terrible wrath of such simian power.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Reminds me of a preface to a dark medieval story about to be told or written like writers note on what was in the story. you have a good talent for it maybe go write a 📖 book Like lord of the rings or along those lines. well done anyway

[Raymond Federle]

Thank you for your comments! I don't write here much anymore and mostly use this for storage as I am working woth other online publishing platforms, but if you liked that bit try this https://spillwords.com/signal-fires-the-inundation/

[Lyn Anderson]

I really like the dark, eerie, horror movie feel to this poem. Very good.

[Pryde Foltz]

Evil is florescent and shines behind my head like a crown of sorrow.

It shines in the dark; that is for sure. A very deep and intriguing write/

[Sami Khalil]

Some people want to gain more power even in illegal ways and some want to topple the power that be which are called revolutionary. Evil should be toppled all the time...A dark but good write>:..........

[Glen Yumang Manese]

The theme and the title fits within the lines of this narrative of a write...the conquest seems never to stop and yet...the war carries on...as I read more into each passage...the start and end is death and the verse intervenes in the middle until the fall shall rise again to reek havoc...

[Raymond Federle]

Thank you! :)...I will be sure to look at some of your writings too.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

You're welcome...