There is no power that will stop
its inexorable approach, malevolence
instilled in receptive minds
from birth, reinforced by tribal
antagonism, renewed constantly
through religious conviction and
sacred prayers invoking vengeance
its viral hatred inherited through
blood and tradition. Like a storm
approaching in the distance the
heavens echo its signal, amplifying
as it nears but the warning is too
late. Its arrival lights a popular
flame reduced to an ember that
shoots skyward in a blaze of blame
and hate. They come as refugees from a
far distance escaping the very symptoms
of inhumanity they bring with them
to their place of haven to contaminate
and spread the aura that will target
those who arrived long before in a
desperate bid to escape that which now
has finally arrived to resume their torment.
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