One Love (revised)

Sorry
I don’t do Namaste
Not today or any day

I don’t salute the Buddha nature in you
I can’t see it
I think you must have sold it

If I am the change
I want to see in the world
then I’m an AK

If I am supposed to love my neighbor
why isn’t he at least
pretty

If I must manifest God in all my acts
you should be aware that
I dig how he screwed with Abraham

I find my chi
in the handle of a bat
My root chakra is an anthrax bon-bon

The seventh generation
I’m supposed to consider
will likely be as shiftless as the current one

and if it shows up on time at all
it’ll be mutant and gross
spewing accusations and entitlement

Fuck the great teachings
I spit on their exclusive adoration of placidity
Every last one of them leaves out

those few of us
born heirs
to the adversary

Your inner peace
is only distinguishable from stagnation
in my presence

If you’re one of the ones
who laugh when the servers
spit in the Chardonnay

and you’re looking for satisfaction
in this life
give up expecting it to come from those

who see enlightenment
as a clear white light
that erases everything

Find it in those
who know that God
is as much a flame as a rainbow

and flames need fuel
Flames leave scars and ash
Some of us were born on fire

and the chill of peace
is the natural enemy
of our burn