Horsemen Poems - Poems about Horsemen

I (the Apostle John) watched as the Lamb (Jesus Christ) opened the first of the seven seals. Than I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come!" I looked, and before me was a white horse! It's rider held a bow with no arrow, and he was given a...

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Conquest An endless cycle Little men with little minds Want to rule the world War History teaches The one thing humans do best Is kill each other Famine Human paradox In a world of such plenty People are starving Death Fact or prophecy The human race is the next Endangered species...

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The Four Knights Together they rode the dark and muddied lanes, Hoof-beats echo beneath the sullen trees, Escaping from a soul just newly slain, Forcing death on faith they sought to please. Open wounds...

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4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse The last book of the Bible-Revelation, has intrigued and terrified many a reader in the last 2,000 years or so since it was penned. If you don't like religious writings I suggest you check out of this one. I wrote this not to scare anyone but rather to inform...

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The Four Horsemen War - So much of it that goes on in the world, effecting numerous economies just to gain power and luxury trying to take over other territories even their own colonies. Death - In the past or present times millions of people continue to die, whether in Foreign or American soil why...

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famine my brother war and pestilence come with me we ride thru crimson skies tonight angels demons humans will cry tonight don't stop the onslaught together we ride the hell has broken thru this night people have sinned the pedophiles the rapists we must kill all all the scum tonight we wipe there blood from...

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On the black stallion of death, Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night, And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath Blazing against the darkness's chilling air! Does he ride, this phantom of the dead, Wielding vengeance's sword. With one hand on the hilt of the blade, The other arm reaching outwardly, One finger pointing at his intended victim! Screaming with a...

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I saw the Four Horsemen - the famous apocalypse guys. They rode silently past neatly folded laundry, They approached me in silence, their breathe a rye and meadow wind. Each of them in turn, gliding ghostlike past where I sat, watching steam on the mirror grow cold. War had no use for me, past my prime, bum knee. Not even as cannon fodder. Famine had little to...

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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...

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Prancing proud, the horses come Hoofbeats loud sound thru the land Marching to an unseen drum Beaten by an unseen hand First a snow white horse drew nigh Whose rider held an ivory bow He shot the stars from out the sky And dealt the sun a fatal blow Next appeared a horse of red Its rider raised a scarlet sworde 'Come and see' the...

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When told to tow the lines In steno-scopic sight, Rebellious of the signs Fight for your right to fight. Presented with the guff That all shall be all-right, Predictably it’s rough Fight for your right to fight. Narcissistically! Opposability! Demonstrability! Vindicability! Welcome to the kingdom Where will is just a blight, Just a severed symptom Fight for your right to fight. Septic it may happen In day or maybe night, Shy of what...

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You know they are coming See the dust in the air Feel the ground tremble beneath your feet. Can't quite see them But you know they are there Suddenly your face is white as a sheet. The Horsemen are riding Your world is ending No use complaining it just isn't fair. Swords scything down Trumpeting stallions The battle is over so don't even care. Man's castles are...

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At the sound of the first horn, the joke becomes ill, And there is just no amount of comedic skill, That can hide its indecency, but try he will, And despite its poor taste, he will use it still. Upon the second horn, The Heckler appears, And the joke is now met with insensitive jeers, “Is that all you’ve got?!” he...

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The sweet sweat of salsa So that I've forgotten the after hours Like an eclipse that shades out of me Looking back, the future was bright I could hear the words of later years How we soak into gravitys fortune At the time, I was speaking nonsense I remember how the ears fell flat And...

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they walked along weathered, carrying their guns; like the four horsemen… down to the O.K. guns blazing, bullets flying; smoke clears, the strong stand…...

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