I, Centaur (A Fantasy)

I, Centaur gallop on wind and fire Across the meadows, across the mire While demons in unearthly rage Bellow from their burning stage Curses on them above “Let Lucifer take you below” Saddened by some desire We fall, but not on fire Heaven help the fallen man Here I am, I fall where I stand Listen demons of the mist I mock you with hand and fist Come take your bounty fire I wait for you across the mire Hordes of hell now gather close Listen to thy heavenly host Listen to yon sweet harp play Now listen to my sharp blade slay Turn around - run Cower once more underground Back across meadow and mire I, Centaur gallop on wind and fire 17 Nov 1978