What a War!
Invisible weapons
Sudden surprises
Brash and bold
Suicidal  sorties
Nasty and naughty
Into our status quo

Graphic gaudy gifts
Given any time of any day
To anyone in any place
Random acts of unkindness

They make us imagine
The worst that could happen!
We're standing
On the edge of a cliff,
Wondering if the ground beneath
Will suddenly disappear
And lift our stomach to our ears

Exotic hot tourist spots?
I think not!
Now flying in a plane
Is only for the brave
Or the criminally insane

Here come our bold bedouin consequences
Of our modern day econo-crusades
Our karmic boomerang

We tunneled in their soil
And planted puppet royals
Now they tunnel in our soil
What a price we pay for oil

Sean Hunt, Windermere 2015