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Horsemen On the Jordan

HORSEMEN ON THE JORDAN Deep in the dark, hid from all prying eyes the horsemen rein their steeds to steady gait waiting for time, they know how time it flies, from peace to war, from times in love to hate. Sure feet tread on, and in a steady trot, no fear of night--their eyes can always see as swift as eagles, giving all they've got they'll fall upon the world most certainly. Do gooders cry the foul, but they have failed for man grows weary singing loves old song, and Jesus was the man whom doubt has nailed not caring if the truth is right or wrong. Down by the Jordan they know what's in store and beat their plowshears to all things of war. © ron wilson akaveebdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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