Then...


Then...

 

Break those eyes

that see you weak.

Pluck those tongues

that pour bitter.

Tear those eardrums

deaf to human cries.

Hold those hearts

which breed treachery.

Cut those limbs

that thwart righteousness.

Then you‘ll have

world full of bliss

for all sentient beings.

 





Poetry by Bhakta Raj Giri
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Written on 2007-01-31 at 10:48

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