By Larry Ward
Walking meditation through the thick green jungle
Sights and sounds of war revealed
Fear, confusion, sorrow, and anger
What are we doing here?
Dying
Deformed bodies, still rising from the womb
Of mother earth
Scorched by the ideas of war
Easy to forget,
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By Larry Ward
Walking meditation through the thick green jungle
Sights and sounds of war revealed
Fear, confusion, sorrow, and anger
What are we doing here?
Dying
Deformed bodies, still rising from the womb
Of mother earth
Scorched by the ideas of war
Easy to forget, so far away
We continue to create suffering
Babies’ cries fall on the deaf ears of companies and courts
Agent Orange harmed even our own
Too busy to remember
Hidden from view
Our depression comes from reality
Eyes of hope and forgiveness
Look at me through child ancestors of war
Orphanage visit shocks my heart
Into life
What am I doing now?
The jungle opens to a great space
A crowd of a thousand comes into view
Bowing with joined palms
Silence is thick
Smiles and tears
Larry Ward, True Great Voice, is a Dharma teacher living in Asheville, North Carolina
