For Jen, who needs only one faith
Ancient, unchanging, benevolent face,
How mournful behind it your soul must be.
Ahimsa faith lost on a “master race”,
Nirvana unreached by humanity
Celebrated image, icon of peace,
Now faded, jaded, like Lindisfarne walls.
We reject dukkha – you promise release,
But higher disciples rejected your call.
Our only faith refuge, unlike the rest,
Religious savour, in robes of saffron.
Your mindfulness doctrines, failed not the test,
All creeds’ crumble in the hands of false men.
Perhaps you were naive, trusting the weak,
To fire victory, and dismiss defeat.
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