Kings reign from the above,
Where the seven kings of monarch rise to turn heaven and hell to none,
Beholding the strength of the seven deadly sins,
As the Seven kings where called:
“The seven deadly kings of purgatory”
Under the orders of the King of Pride,
Dignity may arise to a high tide,
Where it will bring you to a state of stride,
That may lead to a suicide.
Do you feel a little bit heavy?
Then be a part of the family of the King of Envy,
Where a feeling of discontent might be put to privy,
To another’s advantage or success will make you a sudden rush of wavy.
Be enslave by the red rage of the King of Wrath,
Where you will sink in a bloodbath,
Until rage will make you a psychopath,
And be put to a warpath.
Gulf your way into a company,
And be accompanied by the King of Gluttony,
Where excessive eating and drinking will lead you to your agony,
Until in the end you will start a mutiny.
Become the bitch of the King of Lust,
Where your intense sexual desire will feel a greet thrust,
A body pure or not pure will be put to a holocaust,
End to your desire won’t end until dust.
Want a life where everything is smooth?
Join at your will the pawns of the King of Sloth,
Where your laziness will not put anyone to a wroth,
And send your life full of indolence with a mouth full of bubbling froth.
Is money what you creed?
Then be the maid of the King of Greed,
Where your hunger for a rapacious wealth you are willing to bleed,
A heed of deed will feed you weed just to be peed.
Now I may ask you, which king do you serve?