In my long travels; sleep deprived,
To places with names ill derived,
Twas true, i always almost arrived.
If only I could find gates without
nasty signs that read, ENTRY DENIED.
In my long travels; deeply I cried
For I saw signs saying, HUMANITY DIED
And met rulers of large egos and pride,
Men who governed without
Looking into their mirror’s other side.
In my long travels; I devised
Ametod of direction not ill advised,
A way to focus unsupervised,
And swan in oceans, climbed mountains without
Slipping or falling as I advanced.
In my long travels; I gave bribe
To one very unworthy scribe.
Unworthy how, I cannot describe
Except maybe say, he was without
Morals, values or a tribe.
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