Reincarnation. Poem by Daniel Y.
Reincarnation.
At some point,
Siddhartha ate pork,
Though he thought it was rice
Because it was.
And someone thought they were Jesus but
They were not but they will be. May-
-be.
And I cannot be selfish when so many depend on me
And so many have given me
And so many alike me
Waking up a new person doesn't happen
Everyday. And yet it does some-
-where.
an interesting poem I have thought about this subject a lot. maybe it could be who knows?
I know the story that contaminated pork caused an already very infirm Gautama's death, but I don't get the next two lines: He thought it rice and it was? ! ? ! There is a curious dynamic in this poem - something is asserted and then taken back. eg. people won't become Jesus but Mary? As a former Roman Catholic views of Mary have an intrinsic interest but this one puzzles me. Are you toying with the process of reincarnation somehow? I know I'm missing something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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an interesting poem I have thought about this subject a lot. maybe it could be who knows?