Owain Glyn


The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 2 War - Poem by Owain Glyn

I am War! !
The whore of your governments.
I ride my black steed among you
At their invitation.
I rain down upon you
from the skies.
I visit you from beneath the waves.
I set a blazing trail across your lands.
I slaughter your children
I rape your women
I maim and kill your soldiers.
Meanwhile;
Your fat, pink, politicians
In their ill-fitting suits
Hide safely behind rhetoric.
While I destroy
Your homes and your cities.
God is not on your side!
God plays no part!
I was born of humankind.
You have a way to defeat me
Your weapons are:
Love, tolerance, Understanding
But your arsenal is much depleted.
And you refuse to restock.
Beware! !
I surround you
I plan
The final battle! !
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The second part in the Armageddon series.

Comments about The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 2 War by Owain Glyn

  • Gold Star - 15,451 Points Lyn Paul (4/17/2013 2:00:00 AM)

    So powerful and frightening.You have painted a picture.will certainly come back to rate 1 &2 not able to happen (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013


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