Behold a Pale Stranger

Behold a pale stranger
with white skeletal arms.
A blood red dance
in a mask of death.

Behold a pale stranger
with a cross of misgiving,
a staff of virginal white,
and arms crossed on his chest.

Behold a pale stranger
with a message of pending doom.
A white stallion
with headless rider.

Behold a pale stranger,
an empty shell of life.

7 January 1982

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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