DIVINITY IS IN HONESTY
By: Chan Mongol
Were you born here just automatically?
Have you been living here permanently?
All are in this transit place temporarily;
Now you see, now you don't and life is illusory.
Honest life, honest earning, honest speech, honest company;
Such were findings and Buddha's philosophy or prophecy.
Suffering, sorrow, death are not welcome for a body;
But such happen in the reality said by Buddha and me.
Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon, Ford except Jimmy Carter;
Reagen, Bush died and were war mongers but now where?
Do what you do but do in very holy way, sacredly, carefully:
In your acts, don't let anybody live painfully, miserably!
Hurting fellow a flesh and blood body is a sin;
Slaughtering or killing are notoriously mean.
So, what it's going to be done by you for the needy and for me?
Can you be purified for dignity, divinity, rationality, honesty?
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