Again I see those who leave home both the able and the weak those of peerless conduct gods and spirits praise their virtue rulers share their seats nobles welcome and escort them fit to serve as fields of blessings they're protected by the world meanwhile those who lack all wisdom deal in lies and endless greed renowned for corruption bewitched by wealth and beauty wear the robes of blessedness still they farm for food and clothes give out loans with oxen interest don't act fair in what they do every day another crime their backsides are always sore still they can't imagine the endless pain of Hell until one day snared by illness they lie sick three long years although they have the buddha nature it's become the thief of darkness @3Homage to the Buddha@1 they seek Maitreya somewhere else | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A DEAD CHILD by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES PHILIP, MY KING by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK A SEA STORY by EMILY HENRIETTA HICKEY THE RUBAIYAT, 1889 EDITION: 19 by OMAR KHAYYAM A LITTLE WHILE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 1 by ALFRED TENNYSON |