The Four Horsemen

The Four Horsemen ( By My Wonderful Husband Charles And I) Conquest - White Horse ( Victory, Pestilence ) Bow, and Crown
War - Red Horse ( Blood, Bones, Entrails ) Large Red Sword
Famine - Black Horse ( Disease, Starvation, Desolation ) Set of Scales
Death - Pale Horse ( End, Apocalypse, Ifinito, Finite )
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Do not call me vain or say that pride is in my vein, my vanity is rivaled only by insanity.Never losing always choosing, publish oozing, corpses cold before the chance of bruising. My Steed as white as the driven Snow, innocence slighted, darkness lighted by the fires I leave in my wake, you may call me Conquest.

On a red horse I ride, blood red blade at my side. My brothers I leave in the wake of battles injustice prevails, my vengeance never fails. Then his vengeance for mine, lust never slated, never abated, that was foretold and so forth fated. I need battle  I entrust my heart to a corpse. I salivate for the kill, necrophilia so ill, my member throbs as I lay waste to populace after populace giving in to my will. You may call me War.

Prices so high most now live in hovels, debt so deep soon it will come to shovels. My scales see and weigh as the tides rise and nations fall, people fall victim to the brothers that heed the call. I smile at the injustice of those that see rape, murder, hurt and do naught, I giggle at the perpetrator that goes un-caught. So afraid, innocence slayed, lives forever frayed. Streets caught in the middle of my holy blight, I see the plight, walk my horse among you as Black as the dead of Knight and smile at bodies so racked with disease it was over before the resolve had a chance to fight. You may call me Famine.

Hello my brothers, I am last to heed the call, I take no pleasure in your demise though I love to see you fall.. On a pale horse I do ride, and I am always at your side. Have you seen that  
I am the end to the means, though I am not the means to an end... for I consider you all my friend. I walk with you day in and day out, you see me, greet me, court me, and seek me out... In the end you want me, but do not despair, for I want you too. Like a lovers tender embrace I am there for you. I feel your naked cold bodies, I WANT you. I NEED you... Do you want me and need me? It despairs me to see you so, but once I have you I will not let go. Jealousy pain and strife, I am what you seek in the end of life.  
I want you to know the pleasures of my pain, that orgasmic feeling that goes beyond the brain. As you leave your mortal core, I am there to relieve your pain and I await you just off the river styx just above the shore. You may call me Death

By: Charles and Kathy Dodson