I could never be a good buddhist
I don’t have that compassionate nature
I can’t lie - I’m no hypocrite
have had a hut in the backyard for years
the people here before me
let their riding mower use it to meditate
oil leaking grass chopping buddha seeking hulk
wearing fresh cut grass after shave
aromatic smell permeating the air
with summer days perfume sprinkled all over it
but I’ve always used it strictly as a meditation hut
exactly like the old forest monks had
exactly.. except mine has wi-fi
it used to have doors on it
but rats kept getting inside and making a mess
the wooden doors were rotting so I took them off
now it looks more outdoorsy; like a lean-to
the mountain men used long ago
trappers needing some shelter
to rest and rest their beaver pelts
and whatever else they could trap
then bring to the rendezvous for cash money
I sprayed for roaches and put
poison down for the rats
I suppose the compassionate buddhist would
capture them and release them elsewhere
they are after all sentient beings
I just want to KILL! KILL! KILL! them I say bluntly
I’m even okay with spiders and put them outside
if I find them in the house
but roaches, rats, and ants, THEY GET IT!!!
sentient beings or not
the riding mower is a far more compassionate buddhist than I ever could be
although it certainly chops up its share
of sentient beings while performing its duties
but it probably offers prayers
