I once served under a ruler who valued only his own will. When I spoke of ritual, he called me obstructive; when I urged him to care for the poor, he said it cost too much silver. They did not ask if my heart was true, but whether my words fit their comfort. In such a place, an upright man finds no room to stand. To walk straight in a…
“Serving men in an upright way, where shall I go to, and not experience such a thrice- repeated dismissal?”