Bora born

Cause greets effect _

A tattered life lays down where cruelty flows

Karma's backbleat bends the dream

of the child within still in sweet repose.

The shadow of death revisits the scene

times plus time will soon be undone

when the wicked roam where the past has been.

Those thoughts so vile seek the hideous one

gut wrenched pains make insane demands

lost in shadow of a dan tian's spent sun.

The bone pointed by his own bony hand

a withered mind discounts then fries

in a notion a life ends with the sand.

The anger so deep the inner child cries

"Protect me!" as the shadow moves

through diseased tissue corrupted by lies.

Self-inflicted false wealth, all things to prove

envy beguiles the hapless mind

no one should suffer such a death as you
in karma consumed by lost time.


- O -

© aug 2011 _ Nhawrr yirrpa

(an exercise in terza rima with two tercets)


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