He Brings The Winds Of Plague

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Breath in the miasma of his disease as he rides.

Submitted: September 03, 2018

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Submitted: September 03, 2018



Can you see the mass graves?


Filled with victims,villans, and brave


All were equal when they fell under his sword


As decreed by the Lord


When the locust and war were done


A new plague rose with the sun


Sly as any fox


Young and old awoke covered in pox


For there was no cure or vaccine


Just a blister's red gleen


As the sick coughed up oceans of blood


Then buried later under the mud


The modern turned to faith


But they were already warned by war's wraith


That they missed the rapture


And now it's the start of a new chapter


As cities made hollow


The bacteria behind man follows


Agents of his will


No discrimination in who they kill


They ride with the master of plagues


Whose intentions aren't that vague


It was stated in a verse


That in the end he would come as a curse


So count the growing dead


It's not in your head


There is an end 


And the final rider comes to rend

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