Some people worship Allah, others - Buddha, others - Jesus,
Some others care not a hoot about this holy brood...
A very smart religion was invented by the Hindus
That when we kick the bucket we donít seem to die for good.
Your soul was noble, great and big -
Youíll have the same again.
But if you lived just like a pig -
A swine you will remain!
If people disapprove of you - itís not the cause for crying,
When born anew youíll get a tongue as sharp as hunterís knife;
And if - when living your first life - you saw your foe dying,
Youíll get a pair of keen eyes in your forthcoming life.
Enjoy your life and donít be cross,
And donít complain of fate -
For straight into a bigwig boss
You may reincarnate.
If you are just a janitor - youíll be revived as foreman
And then a minister one day youíll probably become;
If you are silly as a stump (itís an unlucky omen!) -
Youíll turn into a stupid stump for lots of years to come.
Get rid of venom if you can,
Donít ape and donít you fox -
Weíve got to live our earthly span
As normal decent folks.
So who was what and who is who - we never know the answer;
Biologists went crazy with those chromosomes and genes.
This blighted cat - just look at him! - could be a nasty rascal,
And that kind gentleman could be a shark with fangs and fins.
To my delight I give free vent,
Iím like a saint, indeed...
The clever Hindus did invent
A comfortable creed!