Cree Stewart

Rookie (8-15-89 / Wyoming)

I Looked, And There Before Me Was A Pale Horse. Its Riders Name Was Death And Hades Following Behind Him - Poem by Cree Stewart

I see the pale horse coming my way
It passes one person each day
It takes each mans life
and somedays his unhealthy wife

The children cry at night
hoping the Germans dont take their life
Their religion is wrong
so their days turned long

They have no strength to fight
so they pray with all their might
they havent had food in weeks
and still they seek that mountain peak

They seek a life away from barbed wire
and fear the devastating fire
I look at the ashes amoung the ground
and i fear what my daughter has found

They picked people that were illiterate
so the Germans could be inconsiderate
they yelled and they cursed
all because two women gave birth

I see the pale horse coming my way
it passes one person each day
It took my husbands life
and now, i am his unhealthy wife

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (5/10/2014 5:52:00 PM)

    Nice one cree; I like it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, February 4, 2011


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