Silence was what I could add
Buddha sat before the bodhi tree
Near him sat his disciple three
Ananda The boldest and oldest
Always was a man with a quest
Came an old man in his presence
Says he it doesn’t make any sense
Asked does god really exist?
Definitely you’ll see him if u persist
Walked in a young fella and bowed
Is there a god worth being loved?
Hearing this said the great sage
God, just a myth, your disowned image
Entered a man who seemed unsure
Is there a god who can miseries cure?
So that we can get away from all violence
This Buddha answered only with silence
Ananda the trustworthy was confused
Asked the master who looked bemused
Three different answers you gave sage
Your inconsistency is it not an outrage?
“People without thinking can’t accept the lord
The first, an atheist, is now thinking hard on god
Second is now questioning his belief that had him scared
Third was thinking aloud; silence was what I could add”