WW3 a poem by Leon Aarts (2001)

Fix your eyes on that wonderful visual beauty

in your mind

Visualise: A statue winks in the bright life-giving sun

a train, without tracks hovers, from station

to Star 

So many possibilities

I lie in wait

and the ghost in me

dreams hopeful of reality

and what could be

Who it is?

Who will it be?

The catalyst