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A Buddhist Monk Ruined My Life

I'll never forget the day a Buddhist monk ruined my life
All were excited for our class field trip
I walked into his humble temple and was introduced to him
His smile - radiant
His eyes - welcoming
Living so happily with so little
Such righteous convictions
Such impeccable morals
In the belly of the giant golden Buddha
I saw everything wrong with my life
My greed
My gluttony
My lust
My envy
My melancholy
My wrath
My pride
The cardinal vices that defined my existence
And trampled on his noble eightfold path
The seven deadly sins I accepted as human nature
Purged
So effortlessly
My heart was heavy - consumed with loathing and lament
A pile of straw peasant hats laid in the corner were stolen by my classmates
Tien! Your hats! They are gone!
Again - he looked at me with pureness that glowed

Then our heads will get wet - he said

And smiled

poem by C.S. Smith
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