Seven Seals

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And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see.  And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer. – Revelation 6:1-2


Bitter memories are full of blood, pain

I break the first seal, hear thunder, feel rain
The world is a geometric puzzle
Sing me a song, make me forget, razzle dazzle
White horse gallops with archer riding high
Time reveals all signs, uncovers each lie

I taste the salt of bitten lips, sharp steel
I break the second seal, draw metal, feel
The world crumbles as I collapse and despair
Play the piano, come and see that it isn’t fair
Red horse burns the earth galloping mad, fast
Time is the candle wicker, short, will it last?

I quaff the sour brew and gag on the drink
I break the third seal, the measure will sink
Under the world’s weight of oozing hearts black
I push it away, stop it, take it back!
Black horse plows the poor earth without remorse
Give me a penny, I’ll show you the source

I eat dust served me on silver platter
I break the fourth seal, mad as a hatter
Behold the radiance has left us all cruel
Locked with our own souls in eternal duel
Pale horse carries rider out of breath, wet
He takes any wager, friend, place your bet

I sit back, uncork the wine, pour glass full
I break the fifth seal, this is my life’s fuel
My soul screams for vengeance, but I resist
I smash the altar table with bottle and fist
Give me white robes so that I may kneel, pray
Death is a sign in sand at close of day

I fall to the ground, the room spins, can’t hide
I break the sixth seal, the earth opens wide
I fall like dethroned king, like shattered moon
The end is fear, and the truth came too soon
The horses long gone, horizon is clear
But the feeling of the end is so near

I am handed envelope in the dark
The seventh seal remains whole, Noah’s ark
Sailing past like a bitter memory
Mutineers have entered the armory
My kingdom for a horse I yell, to whom?
Some fear pain, but the life boat has no room.

3 Comments
  1. Frances Ayers says

    A very riveting poem! Full of emotion and vivid imagery.Great psychological write!

  2. Andrew J. Sacks says

    A agree! Thank you, Konrad.

  3. Andrew J. Sacks says

    Please forgive the typo.

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