Buddhist monk sits
In front of the Buddha effigy he meditates
Along comes a morally impoverished soul
Who spits on the effigy and does not hesitate
He looks at the monk
Awaiting for a reply
“You spit I pray” says the monk
Without turning a blind eye
The moral of this story
Those who try to spit at heaven
The spittle does not defile the target
But comes back down upon his own vile facial expression
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DCG
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