Stephen Crane: There Was a Crimson Clash of War

           
                                                  
                                        XIV

There was a crimson clash of war.
Lands turned black and bare;
Women wept;
Babes ran, wondering.
There came one who understood not these 
          things.
He said, “Why is this?”
Whereupon a million strove to answer
          him.
There was such intricate clamour of 
          tongues,
That still the reason was not.

                                     
                                             –Stephen Crane, from Black Riders and Other Lines

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