The Monk Bought Lunch

The Monk Bought Lunch In the land of greed it could knock you to your knees Inside we hide from the false hidden garb of compromise One word to the wise let your love flow like a river or a stream Were living today among a land of mean Everyone's searching for answers with tombstones for eyes Does this hidden logic come at any big enough surprise The monk bought lunch then at it willingly Looking at the mountains inside his mind of make believe What to achieve with broken glass on the cement floor Lest I implore a vast space to the land of never more A line is being drawn out in the sand Sent with angelic forces from out of the sky We wrote a note that laid there beneath the door In front of the room cobwebs of some certain time or doom Politely he smiled this in order to embrace the day With one knee he humbly bows to pray Search the hearts of those followers looking toward the sun A filtered beam or rainbow to help egnite a little fun To treasure he vested moments alone not to run An open heart filled with moments filtered through his mind To pour a vessel of water to the helpless, pour & blind To show faith in action as a servant on the scene The monk bought lunch in the comfort of the decorum Shelter lies dormant amidst his beckoning plough To share love with stranger's is like being a rainbow in the dark A beacon of hope to a much hurting world in need The challenge to be free is a question of time