19 December 2012
Hello again, and today is Tuesday, December 18, 2012. Here's the next poem for the second horseman, the red one, Enjoy.
Fiery red spills out on the soil, And with sword does war commence, Our civil blood fights brothers toil, And breaks our peaceable ascent,
Our rivers run with friendly blood, Slaughter that shall end all slaughter, Liquid flames wrought for people's blood, Roses petals flow on fodder,
Genocidal war and persecution, Shall wreak havoc and death without action.
As always, ZenMercury
94.The Red Horse • Opuss № I