Day: August 6, 2024

Attended an open to the public
Hare Krishna dinner once in
Cambridge, Massachusetts
Liked the devotees
Their devotions
Their chanting
And their food

Didn’t like the dogma
Krishna was the only way
And Krishnaloka was the
Ultimate heavenly state
Where you had to
Strive to be forever
Otherwise you were lost

Was surprised at that
Hinduism is accepting
Of other religions usually

But maybe all those only ways
Are all completely right
and are each separate
Only ways In the mix
Of many paths
To the mountaintop

Or maybe all the only ways
have their own only way
heavens like the
Biblical many mansions
Kapish, Kemosabe?

Much respect to
The Hare Krishna’s
Esteemed founder
A.C. Bhaktivedanta
Swami Prabhupada
Unlike many gurus
Never a breath of a
Scandal about him
Seemed genuine
And saintly

Bob Boyd

Mel had an aunt he called an ant
Why he called her an insect
Is baffling to yours truly me
She hailed from Billings, Montana
Mel said she was like Bonnie
From Bonnie and Clyde

Robbed banks with a shotgun
And hand grenades strapped to her
A female bandito first class
A public enemy, never caught
Pictured on post office walls
So he claimed

When she came to visit him
She was just a gentle, little old lady
Probably not taller than five feet
And weighing in at a mere 90 lbs
Harmless and too frail for
Bank robbery and such
I called Mel out for his nonsense
He still claimed it was true

After his aged aunt or aged ant
Went back to Billings
The news on TV reported
Three local banks had been robbed
By a masked old lady with a shotgun
and grenades strapped to her

I still can’t believe she did it
I can’t believe it’s true
After all we’re living
In an era of fake news
And maybe jokester Mel,
Paid serious money for
Some news report fakery

Bob Boyd

If the beginning of life was cooked in a primordial soup,
Does that suggest God is some kind of celestial chef?
Or was he/she/it or whatever a bad short order cook
When serial killers, psychopaths, sociopaths and jerks
Eventually slithered out of a badly cooked primordial soup?
Did God mess up the exact ingredients for the best soup?

Or did that no good, rascal Satan spoil the soup when God
Had to take a bathroom break in the heavenly rest rooms?
Going with the saying, “God doesn’t make mistakes,”
I can’t see any other plausible reason for the soup screw up
Except for meddlesome Beezlebub mucking up the ingredients.

You’re thinking God would know his soup was messed with
Because God is all knowing and knows every little finite thing.
But maybe God was distracted on that fateful creation day
With a billion more important things on his infinite mind
And he thought rascal Satan was just burning happily in hell.

Bob Boyd

When Samuel traced his family tree extensively
He learned he had an evil grandfather named Paradox,
A serial killer who killed hundreds of people in his forties,
Most of them women, some of them little children.
Samuel decided he needed to erase that family infamy
And heroically save all those women and children

Using a time machine he and other scientists invented,
His mission to kill Paradox before he killed his victims,
He and his crew successfully landed back in time
When Paradox was just a budding teenage killer.
After Samuel ended Paradox with a bullet to the brain
Samuel and generations of his family vanished.

Bob Boyd