People called him selfish
And I too
Also I am jealous of his selfishness
At last he was caught naked
With all his selfishness fulfilled
And people followed him
To have a share of his selfishness
Of boundless pleasure
Yes, I am jealous of his selfishness
And his escape
Who left the luxury of the palace
In search of a home of his own
Of without walls and roof
That could include
All livings and non livings
As members of one
undivided family
Also he brought freedom for men
To escape from their petty home
Darkened by war and sufferings,
A freedom from circle of identity
To a faceless humanity
Where he is just a limit less nothing
But blessed with divinity.
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Budha the enlightened one's teaching have relevance for ever in the world which preaches truth, non killing, and flollow wisest means for life travel. A relevant poem.