Stanley Cooper Poems

A Chinese friend informed me that
This is the astrological year of the rat
Though an animal lover I’ve always been
A year full of rats will cause me chagrin
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I recently with two high-school students conversed
And alarmingly learned they weren’t at all versed
In the musical heritage of our American nation
It was a sorrowful show of their culture isolation
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I’m concerned about the daily goings-on
The muggings, the shootings, the daily scams and cons
The politicians with their politics of lying
Their unnecessary wars, the unnecessary dying
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The “brilliant minds” of Dubbyah and Dick Cheyney
On philosophic questions, they have answers one too many
They go out of their way to make it their biz
To answer the religious question of who the one real God is
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Our false blankets of security
Oceans Atlantic and Pacific
Distanced us from the reality
Of worldly things horrific
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Worms
Give me the squirms
They may pleasure fish
But are not at all my dish
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We can make a difference, we like to believe
So we play their voting game
The political reality is we’re just naïve
Post-election, most things remain the same
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Girls best friends, diamonds are
Besting men as friends by far
No man could conceivably approach
The luster of a diamond broach
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Can’t express myself bilingually
In poetry or in speech
With my verbal singularity
Bilingual’s out of reach
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With a rational admission
That our gas and oil emission
Is destructive to humanity
We might find a firm solution
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