Life and The Pale Horseman
The headache came from nowhere
His eyes started dripping
His ears clogged
He wanted to stand
His knees wobbled
His hands pulled in, like a radio antenna
It was as if his nerves collapsed
He just did his medicals
It is a must in his office
He is just 36 years old
What is this?
He fainted
He started crawling
His voice was gone
He was panting, he was gasping
He was dying
Help! Help!! Help me!!
He got to the door
He couldn't open it
He banged his head against it
It barely made a 'thud'
He saw the four riders
The pale horse drew nearer
Somebody opened his door
A voice somewhere screamed
His eyes fluttered
His vision dimmed
The Horseman stretched his hand
He took it
He was free
The horseman galloped ahead, he rode behind him
They carried his body
Through the stairs, into a car
Hussein Bolted to the hospital
Emergency! Emergency!!
White everywhere
A pulse, needles, tubes, drips
Everybody scurried everywhere
He watched them in awe
His wife arrived
She held his hands
She spoke to him
He couldn't hear what they were saying
The horseman smiled
Why are we waiting?
He smiled
No answer!
Pastor came
Looked at him
Made a call
Pastors came
What happened?
He just got promoted
He resumed today
Barely twenty minutes in his new office
The horsemen arrived
He had been offered to them
They had come to take their sacrifice
Somebody wanted the seat more
Somebody desperate!
Many can bury the dead
But some can raise the dead
Doctors came, it was hopeless, he is a vegetable by now
Pastors called the dead raiser
Dead raiser came in jeans and T-shirt
Told Pastors to excuse him
Dead raiser started speaking...
Skabashing in glory
The horseman was miffed
Everything turned
Light!
Horseman: He is mine
Light!!
Horseman: He is mine
Light!!!
He: Dead raiser is calling me
Horseman kept mute
He alighted from the horse and walked into the light
He gasped as he got his breathe back
Mucus, phlegm, thrown everywhere
Dead raiser lays hands
Everybody screamed
Doctors were shocked
He was a vegetable an hour ago
Now he is fully recovered
Pastors shout for joy
His wife cried for joy
Dead raiser turned to him
'You are now Gandalf the white'
This experience has only made you more powerful
He got it
He was discharged
He went to his office
He copied dead raiser
He sat in his seat
Business unusual
Two days later, his rival was taken by the horseman
He made a plaque, placed it on his table
'Jesus is my defender, who is yours?'
Many say it is not politically correct
He doesn't care
Jesus is his!
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