If humankinds’ capacity for war
Is stifled by terrible weaponry,
Then is the cause of world peace that dread store
That makes Armageddon a guarantee?
World leaders race to the end of the line,
And the winners are those whose store is best;
The highest spec; the cleverest design;
Deemed to be peerless and put to the test.
If history is anything to gauge,
Then war is a certainty, come-what-may;
Presently contained on a smaller stage;
It’s fought in the old conventional way;
The race carries on, and those in the lead
Pile on pressure, as the powerless bleed.