I love how you walk around without a care in the world, acting as if your shit doesn't stink the same as everyone else's. There's no accountability to go along with your false sense of entitlement. You claim deniability and expect the world to honor it, to wait on you hand and foot and turn a blind eye to your sins. Well I'm here to tell you that that shit won't fly for long. We've all got to pay the piper sooner or later and you're no exception. So go ahead, sit up there in your ivory tower and look down on us, spit on us and have your fun-it's no skin off my nose…the meek shall inherit the earth and then WE'LL be the ones sitting pretty while you squirm around in hell, trying to avoid Satan's advances as he picks out a nice big pineapple to cork your blowhole with. And don't say I didn't warn you. Judgment day is NOT the time to ask forgiveness and turn over a new leaf, and your clock is ticking my friend. We'll see who has the last laugh, we'll just see...

The Poet Darkling

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-the-shoe-fits-2/