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Donal Mahoney


Pygmies And The Dalai Lama


I don't know the answer but
perhaps the Dalai Lama knows
the final resting place of pygmies

who live in jungles unexplored
and never hear a sermon from
a preacher, rabbi, or imam,

who live in huts, eat fruit and nuts,
think disappearing jets are birds
their arrows cannot reach.

What happens when they die?
I don't know the answer but
perhaps the Dalai Lama knows.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Topic(s): death


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