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Hari Krishna Angel

Hari Krishna Angel

Fallen angels on a bus stop harp song
Two lonely souls, I say, "Have a seat"
Sans, "The doctor is in."
We sit on the bench like unpublished books
As a baby, he got knocked in the head
But survived only to be tied up in a closet
Until five came like the light of day
But the golden age of Hari Krishna
Fed him vegan like a Panda in love with bamboo
Like the bear, he once felt the carnivorous crave
But found mercy a heartier fare
For a stomach aching for humanity
Where nature’s bounty is green without envy
When Krishna’s orchard sweetens my afternoon
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