Pale Rider

Pale Rider

A Chapter by Glen Yumang Manese



A. k. a. F. A. D. Series III:  Shogun © 2013

Written by Glen Yumang Manese

A. k. a. (F. A. D.) Filipino American Dream



Pale Rider © 2014

 

I can feel the Pale Rider, keeper is holding tighter.

Mightier against the reigns, Cain Abel dying to make me feel.

Reveal every ounce of pain, same nightmarish skirmish.

Perish godforsaken place called: Cherish Earth, Cherish Earth.

 

Bequest is conquest after all when death comes riding in.

Sins of this life is sacrifice garnered for a guilt-ridden verdict.

Sick feeling in the stomach makes you famine to vomit.

Admit nothing is going down not even a Lunesta pill.

Kill me, yet your toying with me like a condemn insomnia.

Paranoia catching up, hearing hoof prints coming closer.

Gunslinger with a motif with a citation written warrant.

Currently, televise is on a list for America’s Most Wanted.

Summoned by the gavel of justice to appear on set date.

Late for a jury trial, who’s counting tick-tock-tick-tock?

Clock irrelevant when time without end is concerned.

Earned my righteous day with fifteen minutes of fame.

Shame excuse for not being a better Law Abiding Citizen.

Listen in as accusations are read in thorough review.

Cue in there is no one here to witness this procedure.

Order in the court, this is bias without licit representation.

 

I can feel the Pale Rider, keeper is holding tighter.

Mightier against the reigns, Cain Abel dying to make me feel.

Reveal every ounce of pain, same nightmarish skirmish.

Perish godforsaken place called: Cherish Earth, Cherish Earth.

 

Shackled down like an animal with no way out of this condition.

Allegations of comorbidity is a medical term of insanity.

Equality of my life is a contempt sentence, throw away the key.

Me against the four walls of pallid concrete, so discreet.

Streetlight flickering tells me the moment has come to pass.

Compass which way is the righteous path before the aftermath.

Gaff I feel death, seraph’s hook pick me off emotionless steel.

Wheels turn carry off remains of this said pestilent existence.

Essence comes together now, fire burns meaning of everything.

Something’s Got to Give, live on unfinished in the hereafter.

Disaster is impending takes this virtuous world.

Umbilical cord unattached, dispatched the garrisons.

Prison cells cannot encompass a convolution.

Declaration is pronounced dead precisely at 23.59.59.

Signs on the dials stop just one second before a new day.

Judgment Day begins just one second pass extinction.

 

I can feel the Pale Rider, keeper is holding tighter.

Mightier against the reigns, Cain Abel dying to make me feel.

Reveal every ounce of pain, same nightmarish skirmish.

Perish godforsaken place called: Cherish Earth, Cherish Earth.

 

You can run, but you can’t hide from the revelation.

Emancipation is the truth sets you at liberty.

Equality, egalitarianism above your peers.

Sears the mastermind for the lesser obsolete.

 

I can feel the Pale Rider, keeper is holding tighter.

Mightier against the reigns, Cain Abel dying to make me feel.

Reveal every ounce of pain, same nightmarish skirmish.

Perish godforsaken place called: Cherish Earth, Cherish Earth.





© 2016 Glen Yumang Manese



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Nice write
I hope to read more

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Glen Yumang Manese

2 Years Ago

This series was a harder script to follow for me...as a writer...the wording and the timing of the v.. read more
Zac

2 Years Ago

I agree with you this does push you to focus more.
Anytime!

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Glen Yumang Manese
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Me in a nutshell: I am currently, done with my first book of verses: The Onyx - Vena Amoris. Friesen Press finished in December and is out for release before the holidays at the end of the year 20.. more..

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