Deterrence Apparently
Nuclear bombs are stacked
To use when an enemy needs to be whacked
With one leader having eight hundred bombs ready
And another matching them so very handy
Scientists move their clock
Closer to the midnight slot
For mutual deterrence is the story
Locked with complacency with no glory.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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