War, now, is ignorant men in power hurtling words they do not understand at enemies too violent to respond calmly, 

is a million angry voices protected by anonymity and screaming at someone for being born the way they are.

Famine, now, is superfood imported from starving countries, 

is a seventh yacht bought to sit in harbor while employees struggle to stay in the cheapest housing and factory workers die. 

Pestilence, now, is ignoring science while your children spread disease everywhere they touch, 

is once-mighty rivers choked with garbage and unimaginable filth poured there through drainage pipes. 

Death, now, is walls between refugees and safety, 

is “my button works!” is “no collusion!”

is “she asked for it!”

is “but autism!” is “but they’re poison!” is “they’re unnatural!” 

is “get back to work!” is “they don’t deserve it!” is “it’s cheaper!” 

is “murderers!” is “they’re all criminals!” is “deport them!” 

The horsemen grow a million-fold and we all rise against them, and find that under hoods and masks are faces much like ours. 

The horsemen, now, bring legions.