Ok they got him
I’m chucking my Buddha in the back seat
Not just throwing him in the back
But covering him with a blanket
Want to feel good about someone getting shot in the head.
That Buddha is trying to creep out
With a little mindful smile on his face
Get back there you bald round man!
Teaching me about not harming
Not today
What about all those harmed Sept 11?
And around the world in the name of a god who doesn’t exist
What about the trauma some will never get over
A shot in the head seems a small price to pay
So it’s rationalizing
So one shot won’t stop future terror
So what
I’ll let the round man who smiles sweetly
Out when I’m good and ready
Probably tomorrow.
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