Owain Glyn


The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 1 Pestilence - Poem by Owain Glyn

I am pestilence!
A guardian of this earth
I am an Enforcer!
You will not see me.
I ride my steed upon the wind.
I lurk in putrid pools,
Of your creation.
I sleep in river beds,
Alongside the chemicals
You have discarded.
I roam the seas
Through your filth!
I shall send my cousins,
Plague and virus
Among you.
I will let loose
My beloved daughter,
Epidemic,
To visit hell upon you.
You, who have desecrated my treasured soil.
My brothers, War, Famine and Death
Will be my companions.
We shall scourge the earth
Of your presence.
I am near, so near,
Look over your shoulder,
Beware! !
You may not see me now,
But i am there!
Silent....Waiting....


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The first of a four part series on the Armageddon that we are creating.


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Comments about The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 1 Pestilence by Owain Glyn

  • Gold Star - 13,984 Points Lyn Paul (4/17/2013 1:52:00 AM)

    Very powerful and interesting reading. Great work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013


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