I dreamt in horror
of a mighty black horse
Dust clouds of red color
at hooves pounding force

Relentless in its hounding
waiting for me to yield
its darkness surrounding
this light inside I wield

A wall appears in sight
perhaps for me to climb
Ensued, a battle fight
amidst the test of time

I tried alone to win
against that mighty horse
but failed in bitter sin
with sighs of great remorse

In humble prayer uttered
all boastful pride God slew
Into His loving arms offered
now forgiven, then I flew

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