Those who feast and nest on greed,
You still have time to sacrifice indulgences.
Crimes that led to spread hunger and pain,
Will spare no sympathy in dimensions revealing.
Those who believe to conquer is to win,
Will find themselves in corners trapped without exits.
Monitored we are by 'angels' who observe us!
Judgements have been issued...
And repayment for 'sins' have started to begin!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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