the prayer of revelation

a prince rode
on a white horse.
his bow was pointed down
and the crowd fell silent.

another man came
riding a red horse
and where he walked across
there sprung many wars.

the black horse’s rider
was quieter still
and with him
he measured the world.

but worse was the pale horse
and it’s rider.
and followed him was the three
and Hell not far behind.

the riders stopped not for
food or water or strength
but only stopped once to say
“tis the eve of end of days.”

the earth then shook
and the sun turned black
and the moon to blood.

the stars went out one by one
and they fell to earth
to fight their wars
and each one killed a thousand.

the mountains crumbled
the islands sunk
those left hid in the ruins
of mountains and they prayed:

“fall on us, hide us from
the wrath of the lamb
for the day of His wrath has come
and who shall stand?”

twelve thousand at a time
and the mark
and the trees bend under the storm
and the earth was fighting to stand.

relief of half an hour
but the trumpets sang
and fire rain
and the seas turned to blood.

and a pit opened in the ground
and smoke drifted in the world
and tis the end has come!
behold and woe whoever still is on earth.

in those days, men will desire death
and they will not find it.
they will attempt death
and it will flee from them.

and many shall fall
as few will rise
and the warriors kill
with no regret.

and a year and a month
a day and a hour and
even so it has not passed
and it goes.

until finally, it is gone
and the sun and the stars
are gone and no life exists,
and it is peaceful.

hallelujah, Lord,
do come on the earth
and come, Jesus,
do come to us.  

Amen.