Now what?
Proverbs 22:8 New English Translation (NET Bible)
8 The one who sows iniquity will reap trouble,
and the rod of his fury will end.
Where are you now my faded one with the opposition of yesteryear?
Impossible for you to remember me as you made my brothers victims?
You listen often to others whose heritage was built on fear
For that, you induced on the providers of your growing sickness
Yea! Without consideration you slaughtered whom you willed
Unrelentless without feeling you kicked the carcasses aside
Where is the destination now as your own pockets spilled
The hatred for your fellowman in your detrimental “free” ride
What about your offspring and the destined family tree
The heritage that you planted has been fertilized by your greed?
The blood you spilled for decades ... is for eternity to see
As your conscience burns in your everlasting “hour” of need?
Jan Wienen
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