No Escape

this is a religious poem, about how sinners think the can escape God's sight

i feel my deen is missionary//
we're just waitin for that day when everything false appears on an obituary//
Allah already told us this was temporary//
We just had to wait for that day when they wished they were literary//
or could've picked up a dictionary//
Truth, they were quick to bury//
believin they were slick, is scary//
how can you escape someone whose sight never becomes weary??//