You want to know the God Wish to pave a path, direct To His ornate abode
Read scriptures, listen to words Of saints and wise men Bath in waters sacred And visit holy shrines
But bear in mind! From truth when you unwind When you shun Your duties bounden
For money when you greed When you spurn the feeble and needy And as long as your mind Is filled with hatred and envy I’m afraid your path is never ready Remains just stone and sand
And one more hint! There is no entry into His precincts For those hidebound maniacs Wearing distinctive marks
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