*****May God Bless Our Troops, At The Front Lines*****

Bursting illuminating Flares,
Lighting the way,
For an avenging army,
Proceeding from a temporary,
Stalemate,
While on an, unseen hill,
Overlooking the battle grounds,
Sits the Generals, Of the unknown,
War, Hunger, Pestilence,
And he who sits on a pale horse,
Death,
The Four Horsemen,
Of The Apocalypse,
There, they will strategically,
Control, the oncoming,
Onslaught.

By: William Bonilla.....3/17/03