Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Poem: Near-Enemy

There’s generosity.
And then there’s something that resembles it.
It wants the favor returned,
This thing that mimics generous.
It suffers from lack of recognition or reward,
And it infects every dime you give a beggar.
You’re not free of it this side of annutara samyak sambhodi.
Until then, it’s best just to be aware of it,
And to give the beggar a dollar.

1 comment:

  1. Once I gave some money to a beggar who had big, shinning eyes... I don't remember how much I gave him or what was in my head at that time.... All I remember are these big, shinning eyes...