Wednesday, October 15, 2014

He Dances

Sometimes Death rides a horse.

Sometimes he simply drifts down a waterway like Twelve Mile Creek.

He's kind of a goofy looking fella but he always brings a gift.

He brought bubonic plague and famine to Europe.

He brought cholera to the Irish canallers on the Twelve.

He brought small pox to the indigenous people of North America.

And now he's dancing through north Africa.

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