Poetry penned by children may well spark in man, evolution, anti, devolutionary. Between a ROK and hard places, Kim and Don, find,

themselves. No way out from under witch-hunt like, investigations. No way to lie their way out of these binds.

Between a ROK and hard places is President Kim. For his country, surreally, a Shangri-La like nation, is really no Kingdom but rather just one,

great big, country-sized, prison. But he’s got the best cells, in North Korea. Better than, The Hague’s, prison.

Similarly and paradoxically,
diametrically, differently, The Don (sans Melania) is hunkered down in an off-white, White House. The White House,

seemingly, momentarily floating, amidst, rock-filled seas. A hard place upon which to dash … one’s house.

Presidents need to read, really. Three, should-have-been, recommended readings (so much for that) for President Don: Presidencies, for Dummies.

Summits, for Dummies. And Transcendentalism, for Dummies. Too late, for the first two. The third, too, actually.

Twitter’s algorithm is perfect for the penning, of verse, couplet. It seems that 280 characters make for a grand universe, of possibilities.

Poetry, very possibly, if embraced by the children, may spark in Homo sapiens, an evolution, anti, devolutionary.

@MoveOn. Pressure them. Tweet to them. Organize. Demonstrate. Shine spotlights on issues. Abdicate from sovereign paradigms. Legislate Golden

Rules. Freedom of speech. Freedom of congregation. Freedom of religion. Foster not, devolution. Foster, evolution.

On behalf of man therefore, Art is demanding freedom of speech. Freedom of congregation. Freedom of religion. Freedom of the press.

Freedom of association. And freedom of movement. To conflict and climate changing, human migration, address. cc: @AOC

Just a misunderstanding. A lovers’, quarrel. For jealous men are The Kim and The Don. Given, to rages. And ‘tis true that Mr. Alfred Nobel’s

brothers, are given, to rages. But Arthur’s brothers, noble wannabes, need nobility from Alfred Nobel.

‘Tis true that Mr. Alfred Nobel’s brothers are given, to rages. And that Art’s brothers, noble wannabes, need nobility from Alfred Nobel to soften,

reputations, sullied. To fool, people. And retool, people. To become, self-centered, but, beloved, statesmen.

Our story thus far: To become for their people, beloved, statesmen, Kim and Don, validation, need aiming to get it, via Nobel

Prizes. To soften reputations, sullied and beloved statesmen, be and to make, incidentally tons of cash, a la, Nobel.

To be statesmen (and avoid prison) Kim and Don need to win a Peace Prize, Nobel. To become beloved, statesmen. To make, a la Alfred Nobel,

tons of money. Kim and Don, need validation. Nobels, confer that. Award to them, Peace Prizes, Nobel.

The top 3 reasons Kim and Don want to win coveted Peace Prizes, Nobel. First and foremost; to make, a la Al Nobel, cash. To become

too, for their peoples, beloved, statesmen. Third; to break free of Xi. Free too of Vladimir Putin, to become.

The long and the short of it then is that short tempers, notwithstanding, a third summit, beckons. For the reasons afore, tweeted, officially.

To make, in officially lots of money. To break free of Xi. And to break free of the specter, of Vladimir Putin, especially.

Fear Russian puppet master President Vladimir Putin. He’s got KGB-like, long-ass arms, agent Novichok and other agents, also. He also lies,

surreptitiously, on Facebook. Success is measured not by how oft one lies, but by the physical dimensions, of the lie.

@MoveOn. To move on pressure them. Tweet to them. Organize. Demonstrate. Shine spotlights on issues. Abdicate from sovereign paradigms. A Golden

Rule, legislate. Enshrine, speech, congregation and religion. The nations are disunited. Let US move, on them.