Walking past me, a family of geese,

Stop and salute, I, still holding my books.

Squirrels are nearby, sunbathing with peace,

And dear bunnies, but, all with confused looks.

For everyone to have freedom and food,

Is it a must we pursue a Pangaea?

Hoodwinked by our emotion and mood,

Are we destined for a common Sharia?

Unlearn the fake and acknowledge the smart.

Keep your life close always to a clean fountain.

With the blue sky, white Sun, and a red heart,

Even a baby bear can climb a mountain.

Communism ne’er works and it ne’er will.

Let them pretend ’till others pay the bill.

June 10, 2017, in Champaign, Illinois.