Buddha's vacancy

With a held jaw and eye sockets of coal
a hammer and a rifle.
look the hands are both of the hardened type.

He trades a blow with a soft palm
and calls his father buddha
with no pain and no cares

But his palm is not soft enough to be pierced
and his no-care is a hard heart.
He does not wait for death or fear it
because he is dead.

With a master's patience and an empty grave
an embrace and a healing.
look the hands are both of the wounded type.