There lies richness, glory in your eyes, hey mortal being
There lies happiness, blessing in your eyes, hey wicked being
There lies solace, comfort of life in your eyes, hey stupid being
There lies holiness, immortality in your eyes, hey illitrate being.
Are those drop-dead mansions making you sad?
Are they making you think, you are demeaned on earth?
Your thoughts, if so, are foolish to be mended.
There, you will never find any glory, as your persective.
In those uninviting huts, you search that real being.
There, on the dirty floor you will find, the real being.
Never, in mansions you will find His real presence,
Be happy, thus, you are not in white-washed mansions..!
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