The river of materialism has burst it’s banks.
Deceptive gods and teachers are having a field day.
Many jump on to the latest band wagon.
The wisdom of the ages is lost in time.
Even my teacher has said this may be the last
Generation that is able to hear true Buddhism.
Even those claiming to be Buddhists waste their lives
In trivial pursuits.
Filled with good intentions, lost in materialism’s view,
“Everyone out of the caves and into the pool!”,
the director of recreation blows his whistle.
Perhaps there will be chaos on a scale never seen.
Perhaps it’s best to wipe the slate clean and start over.
The whole world knows, at the heart, that change is inevitable.
My friends are dying, but that doesn’t make me sad.
I feel sad for us, the living.