There's the sporty side of town
With a huge population density.
There's lust & gambling, money and philandering,
Approved of promiscuity, that makes the bodies happy.
Moving further around the town,
There's the area of academia.
Minds in the sky of philosophy, noses in books
All for Honours, awards and regalia, minds in nooks here.
Completing the tripartheid circle,
Is the space where churches rule.
Everyone holier than thou, no-one is allowed a row,
A place that dishes spirit fuel to any king or fool.
Given the options of body, mind or soul,
I choose the park slap bam in the middle.
In nature, by a lake, is the spot I'll take;
Intuitively balanced in the middle
to try and solve life's real riddles.
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