pome (2.25.06)
An Enlightened Buddhist
Walked upon a baby starving and felt nothing;
He walked upon a baby smiling and felt nothing;
He walked upon a passionate and fiery sunset and felt nothing;
He heard the wails of the hungry and sick and felt nothing;
He saw the hopping of a playful calf and felt nothing
He received the smile of a lovely woman and felt nothing—
I, for one, felt very sorry for him.
Walked upon a baby starving and felt nothing;
He walked upon a baby smiling and felt nothing;
He walked upon a passionate and fiery sunset and felt nothing;
He heard the wails of the hungry and sick and felt nothing;
He saw the hopping of a playful calf and felt nothing
He received the smile of a lovely woman and felt nothing—
I, for one, felt very sorry for him.
Did you write this?
Posted by
GraceKathryn |
12:02 AM
I believe it would be plagiarism to put a poem up written by someone else without their credit, so, yes.
Posted by
takers |
3:11 PM
Excellent, my friend, excellent.
Posted by
Anonymous |
11:35 AM