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
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