by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan. 42~Sept. 45
If I was a wise man
And knew just what was fair,
I wouldn't have a doubt,
A worry, or a care.
I'd greet the rising sun
And breathe the morning air,
If I was a wise man
And knew just what was fair.
If I was a wise man
I'd know the reason why
Being good and honest
Is no help when you die.
That having lots of money
Is not the answer to
Health and love and
Happiness,
No matter what you do.
If I was a wise man
And lived a thousand years,
I might be able
To figure out
A woman's tears and fears.
Or why a baby captures
The hardest, coldest heart,
And leaves a strong man eager
His love to it impart.
If I was a wise man
I'd travel everywhere
To find the safest harbor
And I would keep me there.
At peace with all about me
With every living thing,
And wait for that great morning
When angels to me sing.
If I was a wise man.
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About the author: Robert Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co.(2d-2d) from 1942~44, at Guadalcanal
and Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.
