Robert Gorelick Poet Light Verse

Shakabukued

There’s a hole in my soul
A rip in its fabric
It’s in dire need of repair
When in walks an imam,
Guru, priest, and rabbi
And each of them declares:

Only I have the truth!
If you want your soul mended
You must follow me
Just as God intended!

I walk away in confusion
In crushing dismay
When two young ladies' approach
And here’s what they say:

We’ll show you the path
To mending your soul—Just chant: 
Nam-Yo-Ho-Ren-Ge-Kyo!

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L Milton Hankins January 23, 2022 at 6:31 PM Well, I've tried to pronounce it in every available way, but, the words don't seem to stand for anything I can foresee. Do these words have meaning, Robert? Excellent poem, by the way! Robert Gorelick January 26, 2022 at 4:45 PM Growing into adulthood in a generation hungry for spiritual meaning and guidance was a challenge, if not an impossible quest. A myriad of exotic sects seemed to spring up overnight, placing many, myself included, into a world of confusion and disillusionment. Robert Gorelick January 24, 2022 at 10:58 AM Yes, Shakabukued means having been initiated into a popular religious cult, wherein chanting the words nam-myoho-renge-kio grants your needs and desires. If you are a believer. I am no longer. Also, the name of a short story in my autobiographical anthology. Thank you, Milton!