The piles grow and sit and release and effect and deter…
Or do they?
Their purpose? (not practical or tactical)
But to balance, how can they?
They’re here and not leaving
And we’re living in fear of the boom bang that might always come
Guarantee
A guarantee is in order
I’ve got a plan, the guarantee which is needed
Another pile, but this one with thoughts and control
Not a phalic intent to destroy
Machine that senses all things, and can anticipate
Scenarios played
It knows what it takes, what things can go wrong
How humans can press and make boom bang
Guarantee
A guarantee is in order
If it sense an action occur which it sees making boom
It automatically starts
The controversial, non-negotiable, automatically, irreversible
Count down to bang
Beginning of end of it all as we know it to be
Nothing to do but to watch and to wait and we’ll see
All nations are made aware
Of its existence in which we share
We all are responsible, fully accountable
Inescapable, destruction surmountable
The perfect deterrent device
An infallibly logical mind
The balance assured by the power to make
The ultimate determination
Not to be swayed by the look on your face or the beat of your heart
Or the cries from inside
Cannot be stopped once its started
All on its own once created
Guarantee
A guarantee is in order
