The end is near my children
Now do as you’re told
And fight over foolishness and piety
It is this reckless fear,
Each and every strike,
That gives me power
I am the red one
The first of the messengers
I am the Rouser
I am he marked by the color of hate
Marked by the promise of blood
I am the red one
The one who lives in every man and woman
Whether it be suppressed
Or not
I am the red one
I cannot be avoided
I cannot be escaped
For as long as there is misunderstanding
I will rape the land with rage
I am the red one
Flames lick my face,
My hands,
My horse,
My sword,
And my shield
I am the red one
The one they try to destroy
But seeking to destroy me
Is seeking me in itself
I am the red one
The pursuit of my brother
Is the pursuit of me
We were once one
and forever shall be
we are the red one
The end is near
You have been warned
But the end is not yet here
And there is still hope
For In my wake there is always hope
So speaks the red one
The Horseman of war
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charm3d's disfunction
this is either me ranting of starting good discussions dealing with my life on gaia, and real life stuff too. i have some of my poems on here you are welcome to read but trust me i'll know if you steal them....i have my ways.
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