Invisible Banks

On Polo's birthday, the Khan gave a great banquet. After toasting Polo and bowing to the greatness of his "invisible" empire, he looked out over the vast crowd of people he had assembled. "Bring me the highest from every temple and every palace in every Khanate!", he ordered. An Army of Captains, heard, and obeyed. "Now bring me the lowest from the lowest places." And so, it was done. One by one, the highest and the lowest of every land, every race, every tribe, every group with a name for "me", came forth, the lowest on one side and the highest on the other. They stood facing each other; philosopher and philistine, artist and liar, the free and the guilty; every manner of high and low, good and bad, gifted and depraved. The Khan, looked at Polo with the recognition of a thousand ages, beaming with righteous pride . He raised his great arms in his robe, like a silk butterfly, and addressed the infinite "equals" sign stretching before him. "Heal each other.", he whispered. Then, he and Polo, disappeared into the crowd.