1. SINFUL IDENTITY
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so handsomely
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
infantile cry; overflowed with unfathomable oceans of glittering gold,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I baselessly rejoiced and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; miserably dithered in my impoverished life to carve a
philanthropically blissful identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so majestically
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first baby
cry; had an endless inundation of sparkling currency coin,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I parasitically feasted and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; pathetically staggered in my diminutive life to carve a
synergistically blazing identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so wonderfully
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
incoherent cry; remained perpetually embellished with resplendently enamoring
diamonds,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I derogatorily marauded and took all
their hard-earned wealth for granted; dismally stuttered in my truncated life to carve a
celestially vibrant identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so marvelously
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first nimble
cry; contained every speck of prosperity on this timeless planet,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I indiscriminately terrorized and took all
their hard-earned wealth for granted; meaninglessly quavered in my destined life to
carve a beautifully magnanimous identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so amazingly
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
inaudible cry; had its foundations resting on an insurmountable mountain of pearls,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I savagely massacred and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; horrendously trembled in my penurious life to carve
an iridescently kingly identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so gorgeously
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
incongruous cry; solely diffused the fragrance of everlastingly priceless richness,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I satanically splurged and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; gruesomely faltered in my pecuniary life to carve a
spell bindingly righteous identity of my very own.
2. It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so divinely
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
evanescent cry; harbored countless trees from which gloriously fructified currency
coin instead of leaves,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I ruthlessly blew and took all their hard-
earned wealth for granted; disdainfully lost in my flickering life to carve an
enchantingly vivacious identity of my very own.
It wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so Omnipotently
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
meek cry; was the hub of all state-of-the art businesses that unfurled on the trajectory
of this fathomless planet,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I insanely trampled and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; flagrantly wavered in my limited life to carve an
ingratiatingly altruistic identity of my very own.
And it wasn’t the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who had so blessedly
procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house in which I emitted my first
nervous cry; was the most indefatigably serenaded castle in the entire world since
times immemorial,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I cold-bloodedly spat and took all their
hard-earned wealth for granted; unscrupulously dithered in my indigent life to carve a
harmoniously distinct identity of my very own.
