Of Israel's blistering strikes in fair Lebanon, I sing,
Where now echoes of fear within the heart's chamber do ring.
In the shadow of conflict, lo, sectarian strife springs,
As the militant dragon of Hezbollah unfurls its wings.
Upon Taiwan, Beijing's baleful glance is cast all day,
While the isle to the trumpet's call must nimbly obey.
Yet heavy lies the purse, and more her worry does weigh,
In Trump's wake, can Taiwan the daunting price defray?
Lends Trump his hand to the peace of Ukraine, fair and bright,
As Europe nods, keen to eschew the foul frost of fight.
In the chessboard of power, it is diplomacy's plight,
To steer the embattled ship of Kyiv through the night.
