Once more
We stand
On the brink of madness
As world leaders
Rattle nuclear sabres.
In heroic poses
Like a 19th century statue
Covered in bird droppings
And other waste.
As egos direct
The tilting windmills
Towards North Korea
And Washington, D.C.
With their eternal dance.
Where political dogma
Reigns supreme
Over logic.
Rattling the metal bars
Of the zoo cage
Unrelentingly
By the trapped beast
Inside.
Knowing
To release it
Is utter stupidity
Of the highest order.
And yet
We have done so
In our anger.
May the heavens
Forgive our follies
For doing so.
Therisa © 2017
Author's note: I fear the rhetoric of President Donald Trump will inflame the worsening North Korea crisis, to the point, one side or the other will renew the fighting. Thus breaking 64 year truce, between the warring parties.
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