Suicide

 

 

We hold our breath, we of the world
That into war we might be hurled
By careless bluster-threats unfurled
Like battle flags at sea

Apocalyptic threats exchanged
By leaders people think deranged
No meetings yet have been arranged
Between these enemies

Yet each can claim he’s justified
That other options have been tried
That haven’t worked for either side
Trust not the other’s word

And all that’s left is brinksmanship
The game of chicken, who will flip
And back off this relationship
Whose essence is absurd

Both Donald Trump and Kim Jong-un
Know wars like this, once they’ve begun
They end and no one will have won
And millions will have died

It’s time now to avert this fate
It’s time now to negotiate
All threats and bluster to abate
And cease this suicide

8/12/17

Author: Sabba Rabba

Unapologetic Octogenarian Democrat Respond to Poelitic@Poelitics.net

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