Four Robbers Ride - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Four horsemen of Apocalypse
Only reclaim short sojourn lent,
Underwriting sentence sent
Robbing not, for each eclipse
Rings, wrings, wraith changes! Time, wings clips.
One cannot counter, fate prevent.
Bluff, perseverance, represent
Blood letting try to come to grips
Ephemeral with sandy drips,
Reeled life-line peeled as each event
Seeds end none ever circumvent.
Real-I-tease spiels one-way trips.
Is poet’s race rich verse expresses
DEsire for fame? game? aim fear presses?
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