Monkey Sword

Monkey Sword

A Barrel of Monkeys
That are Armed
Teeth to Tail

I Prefer
Monkey Frivolity
To the Work
of Weilding
The Sword

Then Again
When the Wind
Blows Right

I Smell
The Blood
of Human Fraility
All the Wants and Needs
And the lack of Truth

I Circle and Watch
Where is the
Weakness of
The Suffering Fools?
(Not Lightly Now)

I am Sensitive
and Coldblooded
Both at Once
A Deadly Combination

I AM Still and
Waiting
There is nothing
We Can do Now

Too Late
Your Path and Mine
Has Condemned Us
to The Mailai
of Spirituality

The War of Krishna
My Oneness Friend
I am Obligated
to Kill off your
Desperate Needs
to Free Mine





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