Of Chauvin, loathed for Floyd's demise,
Attacked in his prison guise.
Like wine spilled, yet not his life,
A knife's kiss but minor strife.
Cage returns to the screen's delight,
In dreams gone viral takes his fight.
Cancelled fate by strangers' spite,
A nightmare pint in film is quite.
In Israel's groves of lemon, sweet,
Paths of two Nepalis meet.
One held hostage, one left dead,
Hope for friend, their ale's dread.
