I seethe in mulled shame at an assymetric love
That only sighs a mist of frames we bent.
Or maybe it was you, who scrawled that customary sunshine hue
And dotted like those many sent.

Your eager plea, emerged from hibernation,
Spoke taints of threading I’ve no use for now,
For my girl sleeps with phantoms teeming in their thousands.
Hope I foresee a crowd

In which you’ll see me, sprawled above the rest.
That lofty stranger, managed he, to whom I lent eternity at best,
Is foul like secrets are. Black tea-
A habit you can now address.

Asymmetric war
Saudi Arabia has more weaponry they can handle
A small country with a few drones crippled them
And the USA sends more weapon and troops
That is useless in this type of warfare.
The armament industry has been fed and
the weapon looks shinning on the tarmac along
line of tanks going nowhere and remarkable planes
that has no purpose and only a few pilots who bomb
from a great height in case they should be hit, then
comes a few drones from the enemy and upset
the oil production in this country that has little
of value other than oil.
They know they know they can’t obliterate anyone
The Houthi runs a ring around them so much so
The Saudi are so vulnerable they seek a deal despite
the US protest, you can’t fight an asymmetric
war the unseen that might strike when it is least
expected as there is no battlefield.
The Saudi’s are running scared without oil it
A land of dunes.