Everyone is looking for some kind of truth. Upon finding the "pathway to truth," many decide to take an easier road.
The wayfarer, 
Perceiving the pathway to truth, 
Was struck with astonishment. 
It was thickly grown with weeds. 
"Ha," he said, 
"I see that none has passed here 
In a long time." 
Later he saw that each weed 
Was a singular knife. 
"Well," he mumbled at last, 
"Doubtless there are other roads."

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