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Buddha's Black Rosebuds Of Love

  • 21-12-2004 11:35am
    #1
    ven0m
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    It all began when they were kids,
    The world was merely a box of toys
    moving as they lay still, a silent stillness.

    Their innocence was the world, & the world their oyster.
    As they grew & grew, so too did their awareness,
    Unspolit innocence, but yet some sense ;
    A sense of being.

    As they grew, so too did the beast that lurked in the playground.
    As they grew, it too grew, more powerful with each passing day.
    Heaven, Hell & Earth was starting to come apart.
    The Little Angels lived on Earth with Lucifer,
    Buddha watched over them in all the ways He could.

    But, the beast grew so powerful & envious of the Angel's vigour,
    he called forth the volcanoes to form walls,
    Valleys that echoed the voices from each of its four mouths,
    Each one a source of fatal poison.

    But, Father Buddha reached out,
    forcing the beast to comsume itself in its own flames ;
    the flames of hell.

    No drums for these wee Bravehearts,
    No immortal pipes in the Highlands
    will ever echo again, in the way the cheery
    songs of Buddha's Angels sounded during
    mid morning teachings, ever again......


    ::: ven0mous :::


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