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Buddha Bubbles

Contributed by invierno on Sunday, 19th March 2017 @ 05:35:02 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Cheers, undulations, hearty high fives,
hoisters of ale,
no minds beyond the next completed pass,

purchasing wholesale the ball of wax
rolled by the few for the many

from gladiators to Nascar.

Same goal, different games.
Aka.- distraction

Donít read

why there are
.004% with 12.8% of global wealth
trillionaires and starving babies
Central Banks.
No owners only renters on every square foot of land.

Why are we calm?
Poison land

everywhere we step
Everything, day to night.

But, here we are, little Buddhas;
You read.
I write.

But then, those .004% have always known
there is not one warrior from us billions
to quid pro quo the fight.

Copyright © invierno ... [ 2017-03-19 17:35:02]
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Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by Jigget on Monday, 20th March 2017 @ 01:29:41 PM AEST
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in this, the army of the obscene, are not poets warriors?

i like the poem.

Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Monday, 20th March 2017 @ 02:49:13 PM AEST
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you covered the worlds problems
that us Buddhas have to deal with
and we are calm because they have been drugging us
with food in thought with misinformation,
oh u got me vexed as I think of these worldly injustices.
oh great poem
thanx for shaking me....

Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Tuesday, 21st March 2017 @ 03:31:10 PM AEST
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So long as we are content to let others run the country, we must settle for their leftovers.

Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Wednesday, 22nd March 2017 @ 05:13:44 AM AEST
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Great poem. Most are too lazy to map out their own destiny. The treasure can still be found if you search hard enough.


Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 26th March 2017 @ 03:28:13 AM AEST
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I like the concentrated thoughts regarding all dilemma, to
c/ consecrate, confuse, congregate, conceal
b/ obfuscate, befuddle, tax the mind
a/ allow, behold, touch, swaddle
they were left at the corner alone to feel as though
they were between
they were left alone divided
by many styles many things thin
high up high in the ether
always it were they who were the first to go
holding two fingers up in the air
victory or was it Peace
they found
all those little Buddha
stuck on the wrong side of
that old road

Great poem / I liked it Mike!

Re: Buddha Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Wednesday, 19th April 2017 @ 04:17:45 PM AEST
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There is a Buddha spot for us all , create your own spotlight and shine on x

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