So you come to America as a kid

Put on a uniform (while others hid)

Fight for America with total passion

Are wounded in combat in brutal fashion

But continue to serve and do what’s right

Only so talking heads can say you bite.

These days it comes as no surprise

To learn that humans have their eyes

On eating loads of foraged nuts.

Of course they’re good, but what’s

So apparent, even if you’re lazy,

Is how many people are acting crazy.

There are few who walk the planet
With the grace and moral granite
Of the man I’ve come to know as The Osc!
A saint of ’em all – church, synagogue and mosque.
And on this day that marks his birth
I’m so very grateful he’s on the Earth.

I’ve long thought of dogs as superior creatures.

Total faith and loyalty – without being preachers.

Now they and their kind are lending some paws

To help us humans overcome our flaws.

Who else could unify our polarized politicians,

And win unanimous support with no conditions?

Given the vast expanse of the universe,

And how little we know, to make it worse,

It strikes me as odd that people would balk

At the mere possibility there’s more than just talk

To the idea that stars govern something essential.

What’s to lose in exploring that potential?

Yes he’d be the oldest in the race

But Mike still travels at a healthy pace.

He’s a genuine self-made success

With deep experience in the political mess.

We should not go to the leftist extreme!

Joe, please make way for this centrist dream…

Let’s have a look at what this really is.

Facebook is only interested in its biz.

Perhaps that’s not wrong, you may think?

Usually I’d agree, but this has a stink.

A platform that reaches over 4 billion eyes

And reaps profit from selling them total lies.

For sure every president who came before

Was happy to reveal tax returns and more.

Historically I don’t see why we would care

But his boasts about biz are as big as his hair,

Like all his unfounded claims and obfuscation.

So why not release them to a curious nation?

No doubt the appeal is highly alluring –
The promise of youth forever enduring.
All sorts of schemes have been offered with
The hope of successfully pursuing this myth.
But this one like them all did not survive…
No, not one of us here gets out alive!

It’s age old wisdom to do what you love
But realities of life often tend to shove
Our original dreams to the back burner
As we choose the path of a good wage earner.
So it’s lovely to see there may be a chance
English majors like me have a strong last stance!