"War"
The Second Horseman of the Apocalypse
Gulping oil and breathing flame
Ill-tempered and malevolent,
WAR: his rightful name.
Belly-bloated with defoliation,
Trampled housing in his track,
Riding roughly over bodies,
Yellow, white and black.
The tears are all the same.
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