A poem on the Buddhist concept of anatta, or "no self". Explanatory notes below the poem. |
In the world of today the immutable self is a god And identity stands like a great sturdy wall But these things are not quite as they seem For the self is illusory, not there at all And the concept of ego as fixed and unchanging is flawed To a great many people the thought by itself is quite strange That the self is not static, like stone most sublime But instead it is more like a stream That is fluid and shaped through the passage of time As the objects within are replaced and are subject to change And the self undergoes transformation through lifetimes as well Who we are after death is what karma controls We must break from this odious meme And reject the belief in unchangeable souls To divert our attentions from cravings upon which we dwell But rejection of ego is not a rejection of life But instead a transformed understanding of worth In a world where the self reigns supreme Every ignorant death brings about a rebirth In an unending cycle of dukkha and horrible strife So the mind freed from notions of ego can then turn its thoughts To the plight of the people still trapped in the maze To reveal that the world is a dream And awake those who suffer from mind-numbing haze Bring an end to the reign of samsara, ensure that it rots Notes on poetic structure: The first and fifth lines of each stanza are in anapestic pentameter, the second and fourth in anapestic tetrameter, and the third in anapestic trimeter. The rhyme scheme of each individual stanza is abcba, and the third line of each stanza rhymes with the third line in all the others. Explanation of terms: Anatta-The concept of "not-self", or the self as illusion. Also known as anatman. Dukkha: Suffering, or dissatisfaction. Samsara: Cycle of birth, death, and rebirth that can only be escaped through enlightenment. |