Riders on the Storm*
The evening has passed, Now it is daylight
But daylight is for naught as it still seems to be night
A dark gray thicket and a mass of clouds
I hear a crackle of flashed light and thunder so loud
Out of nowhere this weathered apocalypse not forewarned
For it is of the Four Horseman in the rain, Riders on the Storm
Dom*Colucci 2012
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