The
apple polishers
The
wrong kind to plunder
Down
to the slippery pole
They
haven't seen the rattle snakes
Once
they get the bites
They
can pray hard
The
souls will leave and go
There
is no reason to stay
Don't
they look in the mirrors?
The
faces of greed and corruption
It
is written for them to remember
Repent
before it is too late to turn
Don't
just say words to get recognition
Among
your own kind to get an ovation
It
doesn't serve you right in the ways of God
You
will be banished in the lake of fire
Turn
around read your religious texts
Don't
lose your focus of your life on Earth
It
is to perform good deeds and learn
Don't
live in sins and breeding lies
If
you still don't mend your ways
The
wrong road will lead you into darkness
The
echo of the wind in the misty clouds
You
will be blind you walk no where
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