karma place in my face... a prayer
plump seated bald pated
fat boy--talk to me
tell me about the air I breathe
the sights I see
the way things are
tranquility and peace
substituted by desire
greed, want...
contradictions and hypocrisies
abound
we don't live holy lives
and so we suffer
and fail
release me from my constraints
relieve me from their repressions
unshackle my self-imposed oppressions
so I may become one
with all



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