Poem: Here Comes

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit:  Paul Gilmore 

…………………………the Blacknight,

All dress up in color of white;

Riding through the darkest night:

To some he is no mystery;

His mission to rescue us,

From the blinding light,

Way pass the soaring bird—that fly;

The Blacknight, the Blacknight,

All dress up in rays of white:

Here come the mysterious clouds;

Resting upon the bluest bedded sky:

Before the magnificent storm,

Cleanse, purify the battered earth,

The battered earth:

Here comes the willow tree—strong;

Yet weep for me, weep for you,

From a broken heart, endlessly:

Here comes the Blacknight, the Blacknight,

Shouting, “long Live, the Mighty King;

The Mighty King!”

When no one seems to hear,

The voice of the true King,

Just an old soul singing, “Prasie HIM,

Praise HIM, ride on, ride on, ride on;

—you mighty, magnificent and ever living King!”

Empress Journee



About the author


This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.

To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.

Empress Journee