Buddhas of Bamiyan, Resurrected as Holograms
When life seems so easy
And soft summer zephyrs blow
Keep an eye upon the future:
Ice, rain and snow.
There’s danger:
From within:
Illness, pride and sin
And from without:
Envy, greed, the horned snout.
The Buddhas of Bamiyan
Hewn directly from sandstone cliffs
Were destroyed by the Taliban
After nearly 2000 years.
What an irony
For the close-minded Mullahs
That their destruction of the Buddhas
Shows us how, once again
We crave permanence
Yet cling to impermanent things.
Which are incapable of satisfying
And only add to our suffering.