Hooligan Bears

Is it the bears who are the problem
Or is it the humans, pigs, goats or geese

Is it the bears who are the problem
Or maybe just the politicians

Is it the bear who mines the mountain
To dust, in search of metallic ore

Who terraces the hillside
Like Macchu Picchu

Graven image
A facsimile of the sun

Is it the bear who searches
For his face on Mars

Mistakes his image
For the sphinx

Or is it the bear who colonizes
Everything he sees

Who inherits the world
Through the nexus of words

Charts borders and maps his
Way to the moon

Perhaps it’s the bear who puts
Bullets in our guns

And gives us
An itchy trigger

Ten hooligan bears
Reminding us of our

Animal nature
Scaring us to death

Starving, drunken, immature
Playful, likable, and loving