Malpractice!  What else would one call it?  Your ham-fisted efforts
To contain the Russians lead to ever wider war.  You've gained some
Toadies.  La ti da!  A gang of feeble dunces who see no more clearly
Than you do, and offer empty armories.  The Russians bring in North
Koreans.  You don't ask, no, you demand that China offer no assistance
To the Russians, even as you do your best to strangle them.  Is it so
Strange that they don't heed you?  Farther south, in Palestine, your vile child
Israel has set the land awash with blood.  The hatred it is earning grows.  In
Lebanon and Palestine, in Syria, Iran and among Arabs living everywhere,
The calls for vengeance resonate.  They aren't restricted to that kid.  The world
Knows who arms the brat, and aches to thrash its evil parent.  Will we soon
Watch towers falling?  Count on it, and worse, in time.  So much which
Might have been avoided, had we not been led by fools, will fill us
With enduring sorrow (if it doesn't end us all).  Is this what you nitwits
Wanted?  We could ask, but you won't answer.  You're too busy proving
That you don't know what to do.