Victims of Hamas's brandish fury shed tears,
Family's plight in southern Israel doth bring fears,
Speak to Journal's scribe, silver peace they bear,
In Gaza's heart, war's snarling dog they wish to shear.
In Middle kingdom of the East, factories groan,
Too many goods crafted on loom and stone,
Dogs hungry for trade, exports they strain,
Other pastures worried, feel the tension's biting pain.
City's fantasy of rock 'n' roll, meets the hare,
Against stern bureaucrats, they must prepare,
In China's realm, song of discord doth play,
"Sing a tune of liking", they softly pray.
