Sang Made Budiasa - artist
I am leaving Bali, and I am sad
It’s my own damn fault, same as when happy.
Being torn from illusion can make one mad -
odd, such nonsense can come from being 'sappy'.
How can holy-hoards, 'Boarding' be snappish?
Limitless yoga won’t quench some rages;
You love being served; not asking 'what's your wish?'
What do 'Boolays' find that's not on stages?
When the world will not help Bali be well,
no one will care - “where are the resorts?”
The demons had been loosed - all Bali hell ...
funny watching 'retreats' turned into forts.
When i am gone, i pray it won’t get worse;
if so, still my blame, it'll be a good curse.
It’s my own damn fault, same as when happy.
Being torn from illusion can make one mad -
odd, such nonsense can come from being 'sappy'.
How can holy-hoards, 'Boarding' be snappish?
Limitless yoga won’t quench some rages;
You love being served; not asking 'what's your wish?'
What do 'Boolays' find that's not on stages?
When the world will not help Bali be well,
no one will care - “where are the resorts?”
The demons had been loosed - all Bali hell ...
funny watching 'retreats' turned into forts.
When i am gone, i pray it won’t get worse;
if so, still my blame, it'll be a good curse.
(˚ ㄥ _˚)
jts 15/11/2011
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