Alphacrostics of Gendun Chophel

Straight in the Vernacular

At Beijing, Calcutta, Nepal, or
B it Lhasa in Land of Snows
C the people of any old place &
Don't you know they're all alike?

Enjoy they chatter? Like a little blabber? 
Fixate upon subdued styles & manners?
Gaze upon butter & tea, clothing & coin
Have they got none other than the mind of a fisher?

I know they delight in haughty speech, holy forms
Jabber chit-chatter, guile & fraud, delight
Kind bud, cigarettes, booze by & large, delight
Little children falling for mischievous fads delight

Mommy & daddy! to their sides they cling
"No!" to other clans, traditions non-conforming
O! how this herd of cattle ~ We the sheeple ~ single
Pointedly behold this enduring lineage of mind

Quacks expedite to holy sites for sake of fame
Recite holy writs for sake of token gifts
Stay put in climes extreme for sake of a little food
Think & it's plain to see, it's all for sake of gain

U & me get hats, robes, banners, canopies
Vast offerings of food & drink, entourages
Whatever we get, however we got it
We don't see nothing but such astonishing things

X'cluded from happiness like a goat in a pen
Yonder mountains and valleys equally suck
& despite this illusion of flesh & blood, our body
Zapped of power, will disintegrate to the earth

[Now I know] I've just told some extremely straight information
[Next time] you won't be so aghast at me!