Keep Sidhartha on His Throne

When compliance is weak and the masses rebel
The calm Sidhartha, their rage he quells.
If a bone of contention splinters in town,
My brave Sidhartha, without a sound
Can fix the fences so neighbors dare,
To love one another and thus they care.
Loose ends can meet and be tied and firm,
Peaceful Sidhartha re-sods the berm, thus
Keeping the reckless rivers at bay
Instead in one’s house at dawn of day.
Lord above let lord below,
Keep Sidhartha on His throne.