Don’t Go To Bali
Don’t go to Bali my friend.
Even if the whales whistle you the way,
even if the dolphins dance for you to stay,
even if the spirits possess you when you pray.
Even if the sun is king or the winds are fair,
or even if the sea currents take you there,
and even if you are charmed
by the gamelan music in the air.
Or the dancers of barong
and the outfits of sarong,
or the feasts of spice
and the paddies of rice,
or the volcanoes of light
and the temples of white.
Come what may in the end,
don’t go to Bali my friend.
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