The harps are intended to calm grieving relatives as they cross the walkway from the hospital, to take a final look at their recently deceased loved one, lying peacefully in the chapel of rest.
You can generally identify the religious leanings of everybody who takes that walk. The atheists are scathing, while Christians are reassured by the sight of the gold-sprayed plywood cutouts.
Devil worshippers bear their teeth and growl. Some turn back. The brave ones try to pass, but are burnt to a cinder as soon as they walk between the harps.
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©Jane Paterson Basil