Beneath the fierce dragon's sigh, there spreads a palpable dread,
Knife and chariot haunt the East, where peace once tread.
In the realm of gold and silk, unrest is fueled by strife,
As shadows of economic blight slice through life.

In Vietnam, fortunes of war have smiled, alas,
Tariff's refuge provided a passport to bypass.
Yet fires of the Trumpet's trade war spreads a chilling effect,
A looming threat hangs, its damage unchecked.

In Syria's heart, the cross bears both hope and fear,
As the tide of faith ebbs, the message unclear.
Damascus' captors promise equal patriation,
Yet, the Christmas bells toll with uncertain expectation.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur