I walk through streets of light and
greet people Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
on my blog world Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
my poet warriors from Bukowski to Blake and Whitman
Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
Poet warriors for my angry, resentful,
lustful, alcoholic, drug hazed friends,
Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
Poet warriors for all my peace and hate,
love, greed, sadness, madness,
Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
for all my lust angels, deviants,
S& M Souls, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha,
for the death and birth walkers,
for the politico and psycho/spiritual,
for the darers and seekers of unknown worlds,
for the medicated, for the drink related,
for the Christian fundamentalist
versus the Muslim fundamentalist,
for the homeless and Wall Street greed freaks,
for the status quo and hoodoo gurus,
and if one laid down dear poets on the earth
with your ear to its heart you would
hear Buddha, Buddha, Buddha
and you would smile, and the world
would smile and Space & God angels
everything would smile and all that would
be left is LAUGHTER one big funny Chaplin
baring his arse to the WORLD.