During the end of days

there will be horses herds
and herds of horses
turquoise streaks
flickering across the valley
like ghost riders

their fog breath
shattering windows
as they gallop by

meanwhile men
will take a tooth for a tooth
an eye for an eye

and we will all go
hungry
and blind

About the Poem

I wrote this poem in response to the impending Israeli/Hamas war and humanitarian crisis in Gaza. It seems like a chaotic situation with no wins for anyone, just more death and destruction.

About the Author

Susan Michele Coronel lives in New York City. She has received two Pushcart nominations. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in publications including Mom Egg Review, Spillway 29, Plainsongs, Anti-Heroin Chic, Gyroscope Review, Fourteen Hills, Redivider, and One Art. This year, she was the winner of the Massachusetts Poetry Festival First Poem Contest.