A Dream of The Dancing Horse

the dancing horse dragged me away
black and poisoned tainted breath
riderless yet spurred by midnight’s
insecure nightmares of death

we travelled through the broken lands
where ne’er a single soul was saved
from the terror of our travels
which scattered earth upon cold graves

no respite brought the new lit morning
sunlight dimmed by eyes of fire
only armageddon’s dawning
red as blood from funeral pyres

and in my fevered new awakening
each dark image fixed in me
for in my soul I knew these shadows
held store some part of destiny.

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