“ALL I’VE LEARNED, SORT OF COMPILED IN ONE POEM AND, PERHAPS, ONE WORD.” a poem a.k.a.: “Don’t Read (Or Write?) Too Many Poems.” 15 Dec 19 (Sun.)
Given ALL my NotTooAuspicious Religious study?
ALL I learned? MODERATION, and, within that context, to be a buddy.
I think it was my Buddy, The Buddha, who might have first put it to us:
“Just be moderate; don’t make a big ol’ fuss,
About doctrines and rules and credos and the like;
Just be a bit moderate; shine your little light.”
OF COURSE, NOW, even Buddhism will not stop there:
For (you have) there’s the TWENTY FOLD PATH, non-attachment and, oh, gosh, you better beware,
About good looking devas and, especially, their tummies,
And NOT dressing in orange. (pause)
I think even Egyptian mummies,
Coming back from The Dead to avenge lost princesses will show,
That you can accomplish a lot, one step at a time, focused on the death of “your foe.”
So, WHAT ABOUT IT? Moderation. Love a little; drink a little,
Go to church and sit in The Middle,
So you don’t draw too much attention to yourself from The Pastor or The Priest,
If you’re making “special brownies,” add just a little yeast.
Smoke a bit; s _ _ _ _ a time or two,
During the week to keep a rosy hue,
And a little smile, all enhancing your rosy cheeks.
MAYBE also don’t eat too much or make too much money, for a very rich man’s house REEKS,
Of death and theft and avarice and (dare I say it) over abundance;
Just be a little moderate; don’t be a dunce.
Well, YUP. That’s about it (pause) AND gather with friends (buddies) once in a while.
MODERATION. That’s what I’ve sort of learned to help you keep your smile.