Trip Poem # 10 – Temple Tour

Cambodia Temples Ruin

There is no redemption on the temple tour

Just grass and root

The dis   possessions of time

 

You may pray for free

But hungry monks look on

Their sticks of incense sell for a dollar

 

Oh pay the dollar

Rent the pants for your barefaced ankle

Tip the skinny guide

 

Yours is local history to keep

 

1953

1979

2014

 

And on that day

Go on             recite

Despots hung

 

Lean rice from trees

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