Apocalyptic Chess

On white thunder roars across the sky
Taking what he can, leaving nothing
In his wake, many die for no noble cause
Although the crown the rider wears
Only shines upon the bow of conquest
Not far behind
The red dawn bombards all in line
With the emanating fire in his footsteps
Relentless his companion passes
Effortlessly sweeping the sword of Aries
All cry out in confusion and terror
While without warning
An unfair deafening wails
Through the hearts of those
Where love and remorse still reside
Ever so slowly
Creeping like a thief in darkness
Came abundant demise for them and many
No one seen it coming
Cannot comprehend why they've been forsaken
Even justice cannot see them
As she overlooks their outstretched hands
Whimpering, pleading with bloated bellies
Where flies from a horses ass
Linger near their perception
For you make not enough
To afford her whorish ways
Then so still, the quiet before
A deafening chill welcomes
Unsuspecting aery fog
Now upon all swift
Run amuck with 3 of their seals
The cloaked one,
By no means A stranger
Accompanied by Persephone's groom
The sands have run out
Mere seconds from the outcome

©'06 J.P.
(as posted on my Deviant Art)