On The Verge
On The Verge
Beady eye, horse riding dictator
Replacing peace with violence
Using conventional weapons against
A sovereign, democratic nation
His wanderlust and ideologic hatred
Remain unabated
Now beginning to see non-edible mushrooms
Rising in the sky
On the verge of world war
Inevitable retaliation
Fire, destruction, and death globally
Nuclear winter to follow
No winner
Senseless
Destruction of our world
Copyright © Warren Doll | Year Posted 2024
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