This life is your path
it is your karma.
Do you have wrath?
Have you found the Dharma?
As you live
and life passes you by,
d-you look in the mud
or up at the sky?
Are you a trail thorn
stuck painfully in a foot?
or a fragrant flower in a field?
no need for much root
it is not about
your dim self-perception
it's how other grade you
no contraception
pushy, mouthy, gonna get yours?
getting ahead of others
drilling holes
in their oars?
Much less of YOU,
would bless the world
a soft, kind little you
re-born
a brand new girl!
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