Hickory dickory, dickory dock,
Seconds tick on the atomic clock.
For Kim Jong Un, the goal is clear.
The hydrogen bomb will be his spear.
What will The Donald do in response?
Unleash Armageddon all at once?
In Seoul Korea they tremble and quake.
Hanging in the balance is their fate.
Shock and Awe or sanctions mighty,
Talking heads on the news, discuss it nightly.
Forward we go, the future uncertain.
Is this the end?
For humanity, curtains?
I do not know, but soon we will learn.
A bump in the road, or we all burn.
Forever and ever, onward we stumble.
Humanity hopes to avoid a big fumble.
For Donald and Kim the decision is pending
What a strange circumstance,
The road ever bending.
Soon burnt to cinders, reduced to ash,
As Steemians post, for Steemit cash.
The future’s uncertain, the end isn’t clear,
But one thing's for sure,
A decision is near!