Eat not from the proceeds of corruption
For you won't be free from condemnation
Drink not from the wine of the violent
Do you not know the wine is virulent?
Reject the dividends from ill-gotten wealth
Or else you would surely pay with your health
Have no portion with the conspirator
He will face the wrath of the Creator
He that pitches his tent with reprobates and evil-doers
Shall receive the repercussion awaiting sinners
Flee the midst of silent Murmurers
Why should you die with murderers?
Who among you seems to be pretty wise?
Dare to be different to get the prize
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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