From the steel-stronghold 'cross the ocean wide,
Trump, in temper, doth threaten Europe's tide.
Yet the fate doth rest in Leyen's shield-maiden hand,
To silence the storm and bring calm 'pon the land.
In the East, a young maiden fair and wise,
Turns her back on dragon's lies.
Once a swallow in proud Beijing's nest,
Now she questions, seeking truth's earnest quest.
In the desert lands where palm trees thrive,
Once thought safe, now uncertainty doth strive.
A seer in Torah's holy light, vanished 'neath the Arabian night,
Kogan's loss has cast a shadow, upon Dubai's once tranquil sight.
