Art · Influences · Life · pencil · poetry

Ye olde gods arise.

Kali to me,

Shiva to my right,

Anubis by my left,

Zeus center in,

Odin with Sleipnir with greki and freki now on the loose,

Mighty pale horses lurking, four at the back.

Set upon the noose of all the abused,

the terror is without,

the terror is nothing.

When Loki 

and the coyote

at the front.

Prepare no more. . .

Of the might and judgement is his reckoning,

of this cleansing.

😥😣😥😣😥🙉🙈🙉🙈🙉

personal coll. 2007-2017.

@rtsydhude.

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