The Day After
I was the 4th horseman
I remember how it all went.
I am here to tell all, I tried.
I spoke to my brothers, urged them to hold.
I didn't want this.I wanted to give man a second try.
To reflect.
To be better to each other.
My brothers rode out early.
They did not wake me.
As I rode madly, trying to catch them
I saw
They touched everything
All three.
I knew I would speak to them later.
and all I could do
was pull my night hood around me,
hold my shepherd scythe
And guide whom I could.
Later, before I spoke to my brothers
I wept
and saw my own undoing....
I am here to tell all, I tried.
I spoke to my brothers, urged them to hold.
I didn't want this.I wanted to give man a second try.
To reflect.
To be better to each other.
My brothers rode out early.
They did not wake me.
As I rode madly, trying to catch them
I saw
They touched everything
All three.
I knew I would speak to them later.
and all I could do
was pull my night hood around me,
hold my shepherd scythe
And guide whom I could.
Later, before I spoke to my brothers
I wept
and saw my own undoing....
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