I had never beheld a snake
That walked upon its belly.
I saw animals and plants so sudden;
Outcast and ashamed, I assumed
My amusement was to behold.
The snake of hell was an outcast
Due to its weight and I just smiled.
The snake ran into another man,
Who listened and got swallowed.
Denying all that makes the present world
Seem visual, everlasting and quiet.
But the stars of heaven cry out for your life
To behold the respectable occupations.
If without foot or heart or head,
You would surely strike the ground
With death, and then be consumed.
I have walked further than others
In my quest to deliberately pursue Virtue.
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