A Message to Joe Biden, Zelensky and all Tyrants from the Book of Job

"Here is the fate that God has in store for the wicked,
and the inheritance with which Shaddai endows the man of violence,
He has built himself a spiders web,
made himself a watchman's shack.
He goes to bed a rich man, but never again:
he wakes to find not a penny left.
Terrors attack him in broad daylight,
and at night a whirlwind sweeps him off.
An east wind picks him up and drags him away,
snatching him up from his homestead.
Pitilessly he is turned into a target,
and forced to flee the hands that menace him.
His downfall is greeted with applause,
and hissing meets him on every side.
Headlong he flees from the daylight,
he shrinks from the road which runs on the heights.
The lands of his home are under a curse,
for heat and drought dry up the waters
and scorch what is left of his corn.
The womb that shaped him forgets him
and his name is recalled no longer.
Thus wickedness is blasted as a tree is struck.
He used to be harsh to the barren, childless woman,
and show no kindness to the widow.
But he who lays mighty hold on tyrants
rises up to take away that life which seemed secure.
He let him build his hopes on false security,
but kept his eyes on every step he took.
The man had his time of glory, now he vanishes,
drooping like a mallow plucked from its bed,
and withering like an ear of corn."

- The Book of Job: Chapter 27