Thinking Seussically

I’ve heard that good intentions pave the road to Hell
Which means it’s not good enough just to mean well
You must also pay money to get your salvation
Which helps the corrupt clergy pay for vacations
Or it might imply something a lot less depraved
Either way, the road that I walked on wasn’t paved

It’s a tunnel carved through the Earth’s mantle and crust
With air conditioning but still so hot that you must
Bring much more water than I had brought with me
After half an hour of trekking my bottle was empty
So I got really thirsty and I contemplated
Things I would not have thought about if I had been hydrated


I thought that the reason for this pathway’s locations
Was that brokers used the road to obtain information
From Satan that would serve to tell
Them when to buy and when to sell
It seems like quite a hike especially uphill
But if greed’s powerful enough to make someone kill
Then surely it can make one not mind physical strain
And this is what I thought as I fought through the pain:

Face flushed, feeling far from fine
And now I see a neon sign
It says I have a mile to go
My energy level is really low
And I know that my body’s taken lots of abuse
When I feel like I’m in a book by Dr. Seuss
Since I am having hallucinations
Of cats with hats giving me Solla Sollewtations
I don’t even know how that thought came to be
Oh the drinks I could drink and still think more clearly!
I’m hungry I could use some green eggs and ham
Maybe I could get them from Sam-I-Am
Sammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
How could this be? How is this true?
How am I in this heat so far away from you?
And will I find you or was the letter a lie?
I’ve been told I should not trust that Satan guy
But also that you can’t succeed if you don’t try
So I go down this road although my throat’s really dry
Driven by the sliver of hope that she’s still alive
And my soles are eroding since the road is hot and long
The coals hurt my feet but won’t deter me I’ll be strong
Wait. Is that the gate?
It is. Great!