And a final word to you arrogant rich: Take some lessons in lament. You'll need buckets for the tears when the crash comes upon you.
Your money is corrupt and your fine clothes stink.
Your greedy luxuries are a cancer in your gut, destroying your life from within. You thought you were piling up wealth. What you've piled up is judgment.
All the workers you've exploited and cheated cry out for judgment. The groans of the workers you used and abused are a roar in the ears of the Master Avenger.
You've looted the earth and lived it up. But all you'll have to show for it is a fatter than usual corpse.
In fact, what you've done is condemn and murder perfectly good persons, who stand there and take it.