Lit Heroes #7 - Siddharta

A probably soft-spoken fellow
With metal-rimmed goggles
And a flamboyant bow tie when he started to feel old
Wrote a book since he bothered about me
While I was passing most of my adult life
Experiencing this one thing:

That it is useless to care about someone
Because the only way to
Approach collective redemption is
To concentrate strictly on one's unique self
Even yielding into the palatine hazard of gamy boar
To finally fade away

For everyone's sake.

(Supposing that he acted like me
I must have been reconsidered as the hog.)

July 14, 2007