Evolution Of The Four Horsemen

Just some strong thoughts I have

 

Unleashed through the gates of a scroll

The product of man’s destructive force

Continuing their ride from decade to decade

Gaining momentum from all the blood sweat and tears

Of those who have no choice but to serve you.

 

The first riding in on his white horse

I’m only guessing it’s to look like the hero

All the while you use your bow and arrow to conquer

Everything your evil heart desires

And wearing that crown like you’re the King

Of knowing what best for the world.

 

Out of the shadows comes the second

On a horse of red to hide the blood you shed

With that mighty sword held so high

Letting us think war is the only way

But deep inside your twisted mind

It’s a game of revenge with money on the side.

 

Now here comes the one riding his black horse

With that scale always tipped one way

Weighted down with money, power and fame

Not giving justice a chance to balance

So I guess the little guy now pays for your crime

Since he can’t afford anything else.

 

We can’t forget the one who brings up the rear

Riding on a horse so pale since death is near

As a great nation built on truth, justice and freedom

Slowly loses its heartbeat and gasps for air

With the last chance being life support

Until the power goes ___________OUT.

 

I guess so much for the separation of church and state

As you can plainly see that The Four Horseman

That started from biblical times has evolved

Into a Government thing.

 

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

Hello Dale, there can't be enough anti-war and anti-violence poetry... You develop your style, here I really liked your view and the depth of carrying message, now I am here again and reading once more time. To this I found this

"During the time men live without a common power
to keep them all in awe, they are in that condition
which is called war; and such a war as is of every
man against every man."

Leviathan� (1651) pt. 1, ch. 13

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Well written poem. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Debileah