3 years & 4 months ago...
My name is George Cooley. I am a 22 year old alumnus of the College of Arts and Sciences (I majored in Economics). This past year I was teaching mathematics (geometry and trigonometry) at Orange County High School... when I started to see something in the numbers- my country is lying to me... I know nothing about writing or poetry, but I know I want to write and see as much of the world as I can. I have a message that I feel needs to be heard but know nothing about getting published... Here are a couple of samples:
"Revelation of Trinity"* / 2006
* revisited & restructured
i am Christian.
i am Muslim...
i am Buddhist..
i am Catholic.
i am Jewish...
i am a Taoist..
Never an atheist.
i am Human...
i am not God..
But i am.
i know God...
i exist Because i am human..
But i feel only my thoughts.
God has a plan...
i cannot know it..
i cannot see the future, i know it.
i am Human...
The Day will come..
i will leave this Earth.
i do not know Where i will go...
i will be a Sacrifice to God..
i am God's Slave...
God is my Master..
God loves me.
Until i am gone...
i am here..
i, i, i.
You are here.
You and i are simple...
We are simple..
We are simply here.
i, You, We.
We are here...
When we are gone..
We will be There.
"The End" / 2000
To everything there comes an end and for this end it's time
And to the end I shall lend an ever-so-thoughtful rhyme
Never in a million years did I dream today was the day
So soon it came with so many tears- I wish that I could stay
But stay I can't, I think you agree, for reasons that are clear
Your heart no longer belongs to me and this is what I've feared
For far too long, as I see it, I have not slept or eaten
And as difficult as it is to admit, I believe that I am beaten
I've been defeated by another- he is obviously quite great
For if he makes you happier, this person I cannot hate
I do not want to leave you now, at least you aren't alone
As much as it hurts I cannot allow my heart to turn to stone
Right now my heart is ailing, I must look to the heavens above
And I must keep hoping that one day I will again know love
If I don't it's just as well for with this pain it's tough to cope
And never again will I have to tell a story of shattered hope
The end is here and I must go, I've wasted so much time
And from these words my feelings flow for this ending in a rhyme
"Invisible Hands" / 2006
Ironing out of the stock market? Irony? No...
I'm only stealing your words
When I still lie I steal in to instill steel
Into your words... I'm so sorry I stole them
A man... stealing... a thief? No... only a man of steel.
I am not sorry. Your words must be heard
And understood. We must convince...
No, I'm only a convict rapped in a still lying
World. A body that lied to me because
I was lying to myself because this O circularly
Succinct world finally sank in- I was lied to
Irony is having to lie to ourselves to
Convince ourselves that we are still living
Or are we? I do naught know anything anymore
But I will be happy to try to explain
That I am. More succinct (Maybe?)
I see a world so torn with war
That I feel like starting... World War III?
No... a world warring for you and me... towards freedom.
Iron. Irony. Iron? No, only me
Lying. You are the irony, too. We are the irony.
Let's end World War III. I am tired of
Lying to you and me. I ran to flood
A marketable stock market? Let's flood
It with oil and stop being so dependently
Independency. Deepend on me. I am Adam
Smith's invisible hands steeling your world
A way... out of world war... free
Markets? Ability? Out of oil?
Oily Irany, won't you say you can see?
Perhaps you won't appreciate my poetry... and perhaps you will. I figured it was worth a shot. I want to be heard... I am not interested in being published, but I know that I must be published before people will read me. I am angry with the world. I want to change it. If you have any advice that you can give it would be much more than greatly appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read my words.
George Cooley, III