Four horseman stood before God’s creation They cursed the sky for what they’d done These men were under no obligation But fought so He’d tell them they’d won
Conquest rode towards the Lord’s men A steady stance as he’d been taught They didn’t know when they’d be back again And for what, if not peace, they fought
War cunningly outstretched his bony hand To congratulate the human race He greeted them all as a long lost friend Bowing down with grace
The soldiers shook their head aside Conquest nor War could make them stray They all knew that once they died God had in it all the final say
Famine marched as the victor already For he’d seen the hunger in their eyes They all wobbled on their feet, unsteady Ignoring other’s pleading cries
Lastly came Death, dressed in army green A sudden wave of sadness washed down Most of these faces he’d already seen And had ignored them with a frown
He knew that what he stood for Was something recognizable to all It was with the heavy name he bore He choose which one would fall
The man were not startled as he joined in They had all met Death once or twice They greeted the horseman with a soft grin For he’d unraveled God’s lies
Background information: The four horsemen of the apocalypse are four biblical figures who appear in the Book of Revelation. They are revealed by the unsealing of the first four of the seven seals. Each of the horsemen represents a different facet of the apocalypse: conquest, war, famine, and death. In this poem each horseman talks to a group of soldiers, trying to sway them into joining their side in what they think to be the new apocalypse: the Second World War.
Back when I won Kunstbende Voorronde I knew I would have to represent my province in the national finale. I just didn’t know what a day it would be.
Due to COVID-19 it wasn’t a big event as it usually was, which was quite a bummer but I was more than happy that they decided to prevail, of course with all the rules still being upheld and followed. My dad (my biggest supporter for the past two years) and myself drove about three hours to the other edge of the country for the event and got there about an hour early.
We met a few other people representing Limburg, talked for a bit and had a snack before we walked into the house were I were to perform. What I didn’t know was that people could send in roses with messages to uplift the contesters spirit, and my dad told everyone he knew about this which meant I had a rose with 20 cards!!!
After that I followed backstage and waited nervously for my performance while I chatted with the host. Backstage the ambience is the best! Everyone from the Kunstbende team are absolute heroes to me!
I did my performance, a poem about my last relationship, a poem dedicated to my grandmother who passed away due to dementia early 2018 and a poem about the Second World War (how could I not?). The judges seemed to be really happy with my performance, they liked my accent and the sentences I used. Feeling as though I had just conquered the world, I went back home after a good bag of fries and a hot chocolate.
On the following thuisday people were driving through the country to visit the winners and surprise them with gifts. Three amazing ladies won, and even though I did not, I felt like a winner all the same. It was an amazing experience.
I’ll be competing again upcoming March (hopefully in person, if COVID-19 calms down) and instead will read my Dutch poetry, because many judges (the ones in the Voorrondes and finale) like to hear their own language more, of course. After that I’ll see what I’m going to do. I’ll keep everyone posted.