The fires burn,
Flames a bright red.
Our stomache churn,
At the sight of another death bed.
And yet again we see,
The civil break out.
Screaming with there last breath,
In and attempt to be free.
From a war in race,
A war on colour.
Red running in the streets,
Let's all band together.
But remember to hide,
From another riding down.
To your thoughts please bind,
But be careful of the red horse.