The Mantra Poem by Mark Nichols

Went down to the market
To get my fortune read
The guy at Tenzing Momo
Well this is what he said
He said, "You gotta' have a new age mantra
To keep yourself alive
You got to get yourself some deep stuff
Or you're gonna be pushed down
Slapped up, beat round! "

And so I started into singin' it
And oh so soon
My head split open like a wigwam womb
And I felt myself turning in a time bomb tomb
Inside out, upside down, O!

Mantra mantra kundalini ya ya
Yoga Mat Gucci do a chakra cha cha
Latte, Latte soy stigmata
Feng Shui, dada, soul, oy! lambada

Nuc, nerf, revelation, crystal raga
Ding dong dairy deus machinata
Baba Yaga burn patchouli Rasta
What you say bounces off me, na na na

Llama llama pizza rama
Vishnu wish you peaceful manna
Yin Yang paddywack hari hama
This little piggy went to market, Mama

Na Mioho Renge Kyo yo
Shivananda hopscotch vegananda
Coca cola wicca hari kari mata
She sews seashells on a square piñata

[He dreams of spirits smiling]

All life is one
All breath is one
We breathe this life together.
Our masks
Are only maps
Revealing deeper meaning
Incarnate we are simply you
And life is only seeming.