Hibiscuses on Hydrangea

 

the hibiscus, a one time conspicuous 
betoken of life lived once, judgement, Christian
the hydrangea, a recurrent green deciduous 
hard hatch, wrought, fought reincarnation, Buddhist
it's mine now, me, involuntary mallie
when your father went as far as to latch mind with me
stealing transcendence, lumping flowers
 budding, borrowed precipice lumped up mind
my precipice is mine I have wringed,
your are just starting  
Is it a pity for those who latch minds with me?
Surely they will see what I have seen
they will see such hopelessness as I have seen
and be unable to hoard, be unable to 
In the future, these children will become me
and their wealth will be shared so freely 
when the sum of awakening will throw them further
they will turn from hibiscus into hydrangeas

When your fathers thought it fun 
latching their kids with me to make me dumb
they forgot one thing
this body is kshetraja, nothing goes for nothing
You are in Vishnu every effort carries a weight
carries a sacrifice, and -
Now that I have you, I will read till I die
I will stuff your mental gut, till you are wry
my goal then is to overload the mainframe
they must follow me lest I drive them all insane 
they will have no choice 
To be Buddhist or risk never functioning again
it was meant to be my loss,- Yet, I win again
"let them build the church and mosque, I will pollute..."..
read the lotus sutra thirty times and more
it is a long life, longer for a renunciant 
that is no longer your kid, it is now mine 
you have them now, but I'll have them later
Christian hibiscus turn Buddhist hydrangeas 

 

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