A Choice
Jesus was not a choice
He was thrust upon me
From my youth
He gave his life
So I could live
And find salvation
And give and give
But take I must
For I’m a fool
Certain to die
And live like a tool
But the Buddha
He lived in between
Denial and joy
Siddhartha Gautama
Lived the middle way
Devadatta tried
To kill his soul
A Judas at best
They both it seems
Had the same goal.
The Euphrates
And the Ganges
Both still flow
And people
Have loved upon
Both banks
So I ask you this question
“How do I save my soul”?
With Jesus or Buddha
Whom do I pay the toll?
To live in heaven
Or back on the earth
As I try to become
An angel of mercy
A Bodhisattva I’m not
Though I’d like to
Get it right,
The first time I try
Hear me dear Lord
And tell me why?
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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