Tripping on power,
Delighting in deadly sins- 

The less than a man
Notched his conquests
In sins of lusts
With a cut.

So excessive and abusive
In indulgence, excesses and 

Deadly sins
That the less than a man
Became
Not much of a man,
More of a cockroach.

A legend in his own mind
The cockroach 
Continued his path of 
Harm 
And continuous sins,
Using brutality and force
To destroy.

With No honor, 
And no decency,
Only deadly sins and cruelty
On his mind,

This not much of a man

Became 

A prisoner
Trapped in sins;

A prison of ignorance and Self-indulgence;
Surrounded by walls 
And walls
Of his trophies 
Marking his damnation.

This not much of a man,
Is less of a man,
More of a crime,

A crime against humanity.