The end is nearer than I think of it.
Open your eyes, Michael, understand:
Will you boast of debts, or of a sum of profits?
How to tell: another’s treasure or yours?

Look around and you will see how often they confuse —
They take away, appropriate the stolen.
Pass it off as their own and do not atone,
Reckon even God will not recall it to them.

Better to give it away
Than to count it as yours.
Michael, be vigilant,
Lest they pass it into heaven
And name you
Guilty.