Are you judicious, my olympiad?

We’re all from the peaks of the mountain glow.

So how are we differed from angelic demeanor?

I’m yare to undergo this rhyme.

Are you vindictive, my olympiad?

If so, you ought to retire at once.

No vengeful leader I shall see

In my carefully chosen frame of time.

Are you honest, my olympiad?

Not simply truth, but well-sought pure

For some in this society are indeed willing

Yet only a few are deemed sublime.

Are you vile, my olympiad?

I can only pray what happens next

When cruelty leads the widespread ideal

Not a sword is drawn, yet dawns a wartime.

Are you ready, my olympiad?

I still can’t decipher aye or nay

Perpend my query with diligent care

Clutch your morale in your mountain climb.