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College Football Meditation

Chilly changes in south Louisiana, now Death Valley’s mighty Bayou Bengals fight.

On days when cool weather will usually mark if not the day then at least the night.

Lots of folks are hunting and more watch American, National and World too,

Loving to see bats and leather do what they so beautifully in a series can do.

Even so in this land Cowboys, Demons, Indians, Cajuns and the Green Wave rise

Getting gridiron views more on weeks when Tigers play football out of view.  

Everyone in the stadia as the Greeks would say wants a coach who is wise.

 

Florida beat LSU last week. How is the PAC Ten shaking out for USC?”

Oregon looks strong, but Washington may be the one to watch out there.”

Ohio and the Big Ten feel defensive about this year and some recent games.

There is always talk of reforming the BCS . It is still good to be the SEC.

But whether your team plays for the whole thing or mostly goes down in flames,

America knows that pigskin and gridiron and tailgates in autumn’s  air

Link us to a sport we love and which we tie to our education’s temple.

Lord of college athletics is football, this old Harvard Game is never simple.

 

Michigan’s Big House or the fabulously feted and festooned freeways far

Entering near the proud Rose Bowl where USC oft avenges fallen Troy,

Do not have an equal even in the round ball’s Final Four wood floored war.

I mean no disrespect to the Diamond in October and the Yankee’s joy.

This is a land of sport and contest which cannot choose just one game.

All of us know that there will be interest in the Bowl Games of fame.

There are millions now who watch the young men in plastic helmets fight.

In the midst of pretty cheering girls, bad seats and glaring white light.

Our marriages, careers, friends from college days long past and not lost

Nudge us towards a ticket, tv party or the tailgate parties of real cost.

Pesimistic Political Poem Pretended “America In Trouble Today”

America, we are so sure of ourselves when we are and say so loudly.

Michigan, California and other statehouses immigrants hold proudly.

Even in the White House and old Louisiana two generations gets to the top.

Righteously we praise forbidding care to brazero’s kids with wetback Pop.  

I hear of trillions here and there for reasons a Lichtenstein could doubt.

California is deep in debt and can’t print money, so feds may print it out.

America consuming so very much of the world’s mine, sweat and crop.

 

Is it time we had change not from Harvard-going takers who don’t build

Not from billionaire beggars and the most undeserving of our poor?

 

The Mormon mustn’t marry much but Dick can marry Rob I hear.

Rob can’t fight because his sex life is our biggest enemy and greatest fear.

Olympics in Atlanta bombed and we think the world must forget.

Unions in Europe will squeeze us out each day but are buddies we bet.

Big treaties and tough laws could make drugs legal and protect us here,

Leaving Taliban, FARC and Mexican blood streets lesser lords of fear.

Except the debate is free drug use or war hard on peasants yet.

 

Truly, this is not a super country folks.  Hate me if you wish .

Our country is cause of and victim of many woes today.

Day by day we move farther from the way to fill a dish.

And if we do not wise up we will have to really pay.

Yes and innocents suffer here and abroad so we can play.