The Devil Came On Horseback

A poem on genocide.

The Devil came on horseback,
Fire burning past his eyes,
The Devil came on horseback,
Though they saw through his disguise.

The Devil came on horseback,
He discriminated none.
The Devil came on horseback,
There was no where to run.

His fire traveled higher,
Black deathly smoke rose.
The Devil laughed on horseback,
And on and on it goes.

The Christian nation is left blind,
Although the Devil did it not.
Heads turned in silent ignorance,
And Darfur was forgot.

Hypocrisies are uttered,
Promises gone undone,
And still afar they suffer,
Blood glistens in the sun.

The Devil sits on horseback,
Tall, proud, and unjust.
Perhaps the nation will reply,
When the Devil turns on us.