The Laureate-Lines in the Sand

Lines in the Sand

{To Trump and Kim Jong}

But fools draw lines upon the sand,

for bigger fools may 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 they rend may never mend.

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