I am the firstborn of conflict, Cataclysmic in nature, Panic and fear is what I inflict, On my dreary adventure, A hard hit, A sad stint, I strategically ensure.
I am a trader of damage, Dogged to my targets, I am a walking carnage, Humans are my puppets, My machines, I vaccined, Against the disease called peace.
I am a disastrous pastry, Difficult to resist, And with a commanding mastery, Humans from me couldn't desist, My tricks, A risk, They gladly embrace.
I am the trusted servant of death, And when I purr, Devastations encompasses the earth, I am war.