War Poem by Patrick Tincher

War



Red armor gleaming in the sun
Encasing a man full of rage
The Horseman named War grips his mighty axe
The din of battle surrounds
Men fighting around him
Partaking in the dance of death
Battle lust fills War's head
A booming laugh echos from his horned helmet
As War fights on

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