Drawing by Judith Wolfe
Changming Yuan

Poem


      THIS BUSY LIFE

      what would our life be if, full of desire
      we can from our own hearts all retire

      stop counting every shining rusty coin we could make
      or selling our dignity, freedom or something even fake

      stop trying to have sex with someone ideal
      or to kiss, and talk dirty with someone real

      stop gathering fame like picking every fallen pine cone
      or seeking the autograph from someone better known

      stop pursuing the power to influence others
      or building the authority belonging to fathers

      stop looking for bigger houses, richer foods,

      and more fashionable clothing
      or getting newer hardware or fancier cars
      even when there's nowhere going

      stop pleading Jesus, Buddha, or Ala for a happier after life
      or building heaven with earthly prayers said only to survive


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