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Who Will Wake the Sleeping Buddha?
Who will save us all?
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and karma seems to pause
the world lies deep in murky haze
obscuring sacred laws
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps,
the fortune-monger thrives
and peddlers sell their souls for keeps
endangering all our lives
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and countries fall astray
the people lose true North again
while Love is kept at bay
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and spiders weave their webs
they spin and spin until our wings
seem caught in endless threads
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and Gaia’s almost played
she crowns the smallest creature found
to stop from being laid
On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
is it best to close our eyes
or should we wake the Buddha now
so the dream of other dies?