ORACLE (I)

I cannot say quite why I’m crying.
Perhaps so I’m not forced to look
At faces in the windows dying.
I’d rather read a comic book.
How did they wreak so much destruction?
It started out as dance instruction.
I only know what I’ve been taught.
But, listen. Here’s a caveat-
Be stone-deaf to new Aristotles
Who are a bunch of dunderheads
Writing the NYT’s Op-Eds;
Go clubbing with Brazilian models,
As if they were comrades-in-arms
While falsely tripping smoke alarms.