Indulgence

Two modes for a fight,

Whether mental, physical or verbal,

Noble and ignoble,

Ignoble one, under the grasp of the ordinary worlding,

Under the grasp of Assutavā Puthujjana,

The reaction to the action,

Revenge of harm with the harm,

Noble one, noble like a noble gas,

Not merely inert,

But still for every action, an equal and opposite reaction,

How about the feasibility of nobleness?

Only with unconditional Nibbāna or temporary Nibbāna, the Vipassanā,

When no more I, mine, self or soul,

Only the body and the mind,

No more identity for the war,

No more indulgence in the war,

So, through a taming of mind and not others,

Without indulgence and not with indulgence,

Four kinds of indulgences in the world,

Through killing, theft, sexual misconduct and wealth,

Ignoble, like weaving the rebirth with the mental fabrications of craving,

Either for the sake of a better or continuous existence,

Or for no existence at all,

Or for sensual existence,

Noble instead like cutting down, all ties with the world,