Lines in the Sand
(Syria)
But fools draw
lines upon the sand,
for bigger fools will
cross.
Then both will
glare and stomp and stare...
unmindful of potential
cost.
Their egos now are
in control,
and egos find it
hard to bend.
The threats galore
may end in war...
and that you rend may
never mend.
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