As another September 11th comes and goes and the agents of fear and hatred attempt to rejuvenate the so-called War on Terror by rekindling the bitter memories of that tragic day for their ulterior motives, it is time, perhaps, for some critical, poetic reflection:
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Zen and the War on Terror
by Mac McKinney
Embracing fear, we deepen illusion,
turning from the Dharma.
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Obsessing death, we cling to ego,
impaled upon the Wheel.
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Collecting hurts, we cultivate grievances,
A sealed bottle upon the fire:
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Bursting, we scald the Other.
Samsara blisters, karma burns:
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