A banker was on his way to work one day
Wearing a brand new jacket and tie
People looked at him as he passed their way
But he kept walking with his head held up high
As he was going on his merry way
He turned around when he heard someone say
"Won't you please have pity on this crippled old man?"
"And be kind enough to offer me what you can
I'm homeless and have nowhere to rest my weary head
Neither do i have a penny to buy me bread
I am old and now my days are very few
But when I'm gone, in heaven I'll remember you\\\"
He looked at the old man with a scornful stare
and said "what the hell do i care"
It's not my fault that you live on the street
And that you have nothing to eat
I've got much better things to do
Rather than feel pity for an old beggar like you
My life is sweet and I'm doing very well
For my part you can all go to hell
Five years later the banker was shot dead
By a mugger right tin the back of the head
Suddenly he found himself in a very hot place
With people all around but didn't recognize a face
"Hello there" he heard someone say
I knew we would meet again someday
He looked up and saw a familiar face
But couldn't remember the time nor place
"You really don't remember me?
Oh, how funny life can sometimes be."
When I hungered you gave me not to eat
When I was weary you gave me no shelter to sleep
You refused to lend me a helping hand
You scorned the poor, crippled old man
Those words made his memory quickly flash back
And he felt a sudden panic of a heart attack
The old man stood before heaven's golden gate
And the banker trembled fearing his fate
Please! Please! have pity on my helpless soul
Do not leave me to perish in this burning hole
All the nasty things I said I truly regret
Save me from the torture of everlasting death
Won't you please come quench my dying thirst
The unbearable heat is only getting worse
The old man looked at the banker with a merciful stare
There was a time when I asked you to care
It's not my fault that you ended up dead
Shot by a mugger in the back of the head
There's simply nothing that I can really do
Except maybe feel a little sorry for you
All and all my life is going pretty well
Too bad that you'll be burning forever in hell
