The Burning

The burning Let Rome burn, so spake Nero or one of his flunkies Towns and cities are burning every day in the Middle East Flames taste not of roasted chestnuts in the Alley Of peace but the stench of hatred fills the air. This will continue till the last drop of oil, better still Until we don`t need petrol for our cars med to the teeth Yet fearful, it is as it knows the future is lost. I wonder why so many high ranking officers in the USA have German surnames, one thinks it is a tradition. In new wars to come it will be about water- resources. Look out Scandinavia, so you don`t end up like Libya.