Ivy was taking a walk through the woods,
Taking
stock of nature’s goods.
She’s
a princess whose entire world is her inheritance.
Everything
will be hers to use for her benefits.
One
day, she hears a voice
That
presents her with a choice.
“Leave
behind this crown,
Or
else your soul will be hell-bound.”
Hearing
this voice confuses her.
She
asks it, “What are you talking about, sir?
This
land is full of beauty and roses
What
is this threat that this crown imposes?”
“All
who inherit the world, are rewarded with maggots and ashes
Know
this or your fate will be tragic.
Those
who live eventually die
This
is plain to the eyes.
Therefore,
look to the Heavens.
This
will be your salvation.”
The
voice sounds convincing,
So
she asks it, “Convince me of the lie that I’ve been living.”
In
an instant,
Ivy
is teleported to her castle that was far in the distance.
Her
castle is made out of a living tree
With
people playing and working in glee.
The
veil is then lifted
And
now everything has shifted.
Every
person who was clothed in flowers is naked.
Their
bodies filled with holes, with maggots, their skin degraded.
The
tree is made of living corpses.
A
sight that could least be described as morbid.
The
corpses in the trees do their masters bidding
As
their skin gets torn and ripping
From
the work they do and the mouths they feed.
Their
serve to suffer and bleed.
The
masters eat and spend.
They
celebrate and work without end.
They
too will share the same fate
As
those they manipulate.
A
seed is placed within their servants and children
So
that what is obvious is hidden.
Even
as the maggots eat their decaying bodies,
They
ignore it and continue with their hobbies.
Ivy
asks the voice, “Why do they do this?”
And
the voice responds, “Because ignorance is bliss.
The
happiness and wealth of the world are blinding.
Pleasures
and gold are mesmerizing.
They
enslave the weak to their will,
But
no matter how much they consume, they will never get their fill.”
Seeing
the holes and maggots within her,
She
wonders why she is special to this divine whisperer.
Knowing
her thoughts, the voice responds,
“Everyone
should know of the great beyond.
I
have talked to everyone here in one way or another.
I
do not pick favorites one or the other.”
“What
should I do then to fix this horror?
Watching
this is no less than torture.”
“First,
allow me to cleanse your mind, your ideology
Then
you will be able to speak without apology.”
“Do
as you will with me.
You,
who have allowed me to see.”
Then
Ivy was put on the path of salvation
Rather
than the path of damnation.
Though
she would rise and fall in her quest,
She
reasoned and saved without rest.
Ivy
served Heaven with passion
Because
what is the use of worldly things when all will be nothing more than maggots
and ashes.
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