639. Karma Logic Or Fuzzy Logic? 300111 Poem by Raman Savithiri

To protect from pack of jackals
Sharp horn if a deer pokes
In a belly of its predator
Will it be a crime?
To defend myself
If I use my quick tongue
Will it tighten
My karma chain?

When doing my duties
As a householder
To tackle clashes
If I have to fight and defend
And at times by the nature
Of my rotten mind if I hit back
Will my karma bundle increase?

Whatever I do to fill my stomach
And to appease the rest of my senses
Becomes utterly meaningless!
The only thing I do with
Little sense in my opinion
Is chanting your names
To purify my heart
And practicing kriya
To purify my mind

I begin each day with your name
At the end of the day
I search You in the intervals
Of my irregular breaths
In between whatever happens
Let it happen…and nothing is in my hand
However my karma tosses me
I know not anything
Except your name to yell
Though I be in hell 300111