Classic Poem

Woe unto them that keep a God like a silk hat,
that believe not in God, but in a God.
Woe unto them that are pompous for they will
sooner or later be ridiculous.
Woe unto them that are tired of everything, for everything
will certainly be tired of them.
Woe unto them that cast out everything, for out of
everything they will be cast out.
Woe unto them that cast out anything, for out of
that thing they will be cast out.
Woe unto the flippant, for they shall receive flippancy.
Woe unto them that are scornful for they shall receive scorn.
Woe unto him that considereth his hair foolishly,
for his hair will be made the type of him.
Woe unto him that is smart, for men will hold him
smart always, even when he is serious.