Wages Of Sin
How much profit
have you made
on your greed
The bursar
of hell
wants to know
How has your
avarice
live unrestrained
A glutton
those starving
in tow
How many times
have you dealt
from the bottom
Betting
the players
were blind
Sleeving that ace
that sends
you to hell
In debt
to the devil
—consigned
(Villanova University: November, 2023)
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