And Then Came Four

And Then Came Four by M. Griswold 06192020 Woa unto those who live within Man's last of days. Four Horsemen will come amidst a great Holy blaze. Each bringing with them their own form of disaster. Unleashed from the heaven's by our powerful Master. First there will be a rider on a horse the color of white. Holding his bow and wearing a crown of golden bright. Holy is his mission to enslave and to conquer us all. So successful will he be that all counties are sure to fall. The second rider will be riding a horse the hue of red. He carries a long sword for violence and war it is said. Turning man against man and brother against brother. Until all the rivers run scarlet from killing one another. Then the third rider arrives upon a horse colored black. Holding scales of measure for all the food humans lack. He brings famine to all when wheat is valued over gold. And wines and oil have little worth of that which we hold. The forth to rider arrives on a horse who's appearance is pale. Sick and lifeless He rides leaving death behind in his a trail. Famine, plague and wild animals too will do his bidding's call. For this riders name is Death and he's coming to finish us all.