Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Ride


Listen, my people, and you shall know
the midnight ride of the headless stow
Long shadows cast by a moon so bright
Melt seamless into the blackest night

The blood red eyes of the evil steed
Belayed his master's voluminous greed
These eyes that glowed and penetrating
Seen by a man, so deprecating

The sharp pounding of the blackened hooves
The piercing wail beckoned all to move
Flee in terror from rider and beast
Legend says your soul they're known to feast

Cower you must in hovel of wood
Leaving no sign of where you once stood
Protect your family with your life
Your lifestyle, your children, your wife

For the midnight ride of man and beast
That brings such terror from the Northeast
Ends only when hunger is sated
and the moon no longer inflated

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