Fountains of tears and fears climb down mountains
Stoutly erected on fickle faces when a relative dies
Through illness, old age and God sustains
His promise to retrieve from lies, sighs and spies
Disseminated during a pilgrimage on Earth
Lives God created in conformity with his perpetual plan
At the time of death and birth
Each clan, man and woman
From whom God demands an account of ways
They invested the soul God lent
Them as they journeyed for a zillion days
Indulging in activities meant
To bring glory to God in his splendor
Or to embarrass him through caprices
Fantasies, heresies and ecstasies as sinners wander
Though labyrinths and mazes alongside prurient princes.
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