dear buddah from Participation Trophy by mark bingham

Dear Buddha
it’s easy to talk to you
you accept whatever’s been done -
Whatever advice you might have to give
You never forget we’ve got a life to live

Listen; listen, like you haven’t got a friend in the world
Listen, listen, I had to tell someone you’re always the lucky one

Dear Buddah how can all suffering, be caused by desire alone?
with Greed and. anger just part of the score
as the wicked oppressors come back for more


i think this is How I’m supposed to feel right now
a deal gone sour that i must accept
in this mortal cocoon where jesus wept

Dear Buddha I hear the rain
There’s a lot of rain in New Orleans
But my brain wont stay inside my head
It seems to be connected to the rivers and the sea
And the sky above and the gutters below and
across the grey sunrises and buttermilk skies
with tourists in shorts and sunburn lines
eating the earth one bite at a time

dear Buddha I never see you hurry
Or take up space at all
The rain is your tears and I wash my face
in the salty water of your jolly holy grace

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