My Hope

A Hades dew upon my brow,
shallow graves beneath my view,
to a shadowed horseman do I bow,

by his orders I am subdued,
the dagger in the back is black with rot,
Hope fights back 'til one day removed,

by serpent snares we are caught,
gnawing- helpless to be free,
remove the flesh that we are not,

Savior Hope- my remedy.