Come walk with me,
Mind the steps,
It is a long way down.
Ah, here we are,
Look to your left,
That is the pool of politicians,
Where they swim for eternity,
In a soup of lies
And insincerity.
On your right,
Is the bath of bishops,
Stripped of their finery
They will spend
Endless days
Looking for ways
To expiate their sins.
Up above,
Is the mountain of monarchs,
Their destiny,
Is to interminably
Climb upon each other
So they may look down
On the world.
You ask me why I bring you here?
Listen well,
Your life
Is but short,
Do not get caught up
In the lies and the calumnies
Of this world,
Give of yourself,
With honesty, And compassion,
Do not judge,
Be kind to those
Less fortunate than you,
If you do these things
There is no promise of heaven,
But you shall
Rest in peace.
Now,
Let us leave this place.
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