Gently hold your self description
Title, post and seat of honour
They depend of your moral conduct
On the platform of Dharmic life
Good and evil- both are waiting
for the train, By His grace
Ticket will depend on your samskara
On the platform of life
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I once knew a girl named Mary
She was just like you and me
She had a great desire
To love and serve humanity
She searched and searched for the way
To break mummy’s heart and fly away
A tiny family, was not for her
Worldly lures she would not obey
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So Mary went ahead and followed call
Sought to learn the Dharma way of life
Went to training centre, sacrificing all
Aspiring for a life and conduct white as snow
The teacher brought her close under his wing
Reassuring her ‘come close’ her confidence to win
Then touched her, did not desist, did not renounce
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Shocked and cold Mary did not stay
She ran away I don’t know where
Much too hurt to try again
What happened to the teacher, is unknown
All I see is a wall of stone
I thought I heard the sound of dragging feet
Refusing to travel the spiritual bypass, I cry
It all makes me cry for the sisters of Mary
by Avcobe