Scales – 2024

When I leave this material maze,
Weighed before Ammut’s hungry gaze,
Which parameters will add weight to heart,
Deeds deemed dark in which I’ve played a part,
And which these with antimatter annihilate,
So, Osiris may usher me through his gate?
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The answer this land gives is unitary:
Work ‘til you land in the cemetery.
Success, fame, wealth rule the mind,
While to other virtues we are blind.
I do my best to withstand this pressure:
My heart is lighter than Maat’s feather.