There Stood a Great White Horse

I looked, behold, there stood a great white horse; Its rider had a lethal, silent bow. And on his head, a crown, rough-hewn and coarse, And there he went, a-conquering his foe. And lo, there came another horse, bright red; Its rider reaped the peace and sowed discord So great that people slew each other dead, And in his hand, a perilous great sword. A stallion, black like the night, then strode; The rider’s hand gripped scales, ‘twas heard a voice: “The cost of wheat and barley shall explode; Harm not the finest oils and wines of choice!” Alas, a proud horse, pale and bearing Death, With Hades lurking close behind in tow, Brought famine, war and pestilence, snatched breath, And left a wake of desolation, woe. (from Revelation 6)