A Wicked Man

The Rule: Death of an individual is God's way of giving up.

At his bed dying of a disease
Is a wicked man on his knees.
"I've killed, and maimed
And tarnished my name
Thrown puppies off a peak
Made grown men give off a shriek.
But no horror can compare
To have never said a prayer
To a God I don't comprehend
And letting go of His hand."