Dark clouds continue to thicken above as man hovers on the brink of war. No more sparodic and endless tribal conflicts simmering just under the surface. Corruption and super power ******* inevitable will draw in every nation.
Over sixty years since the last world war though never a time of total peace. Power oil dictatorships and simple pure hate engulfs the news twenty four seven. From clubs and axes to weapons of destruction millions killed and boundless reconstruction.
There are countries with vast deadly arsenals who would take the risk to attack. Other countries they felt were aggessors making uncertainty of fututre actions. Always feeling the aggrieved and ready to fight a powder keg it would take little to ignite.
The plot could well thicken very soon I sense tension constantly on high alert. These leaders not shy to use their lethat potency with the underlying resentment boiling. The consequences to us not in their equation. if they wanted a solution an invasion.
A delicate balance hangs over civilisation as countries develop the nuclear card. Thinking this is the way to boost their ranking with others who have these lethal devises. Making the future a more precarious place possibly annihilation a more likely case!
Will the building pressure erupt soon or not?
The Foureyed Poet.
My thoughts of an unsettled world society. Fact od fiction? The Foureyed Poet.