a mistake is not a mistake unless it is repeated..

the warning!

In the marshes they all sing

Came a man of horses with wings

Telling lores of the long gone mist

Of terrors and horrors that had ceased to exsist

Reminiscent of an age fought and gone

In the marshes they all sing

Came a man of horses with wings

Went he to the king of happy times

With news not sweet , but bitter crimes

Laughed his majesty with belly all swollen

 wine and bread was his token

In the marshes they all sing

Came a man of horses with wings

Lords and ladies ,he bowed to them

Hoped his warnings were taken then.

But rich laughed with shivering legs

Knew if he was right they all be dead

Still no heed anyone paid

Thought the happy times would never fade

Disappeared he into the unknown

Forgotten he was before the dawn

It was the morning of 5^th of summer

Land and sky mirrored each other

Both red

Both a blazed

Ashes of grey was all that was left

Of the king and his horses

Of gardens and it’s roses

In the marshes they all sing

Came a man of horses with wings

Smirked he from above

But brains is what you were void of

A test you failed miserably

Some lessons you learned, probably!

In the marshes they all sing

Came a man of horses with wings!