The hyenas cackle over their bowl of bile,
The pigs feast gladly on what’s wholly vile.
The spiders web in bloodlust greed,
The snakes crush the weak who plead.
Corrupt! Corrupt are the sons of Adam!
Who laugh as sons of the wicked are fattened.
Both will prosper ’til the day they’re sentenced,
But in that Valley there’s no repentance.
~Poet of Ephraim