Prophecy of Doom (My poetry dice challenge entry)

This contest really sparked some creativity in me. I have used this poem to adress the issue of corruption in my country, Nigeria. It's more of a prophecy of doom for the corrupt leaders, who have chosen to enrich themselves with public funds to the detriment of citizens. I have also tried to use each dice in my poem as well as adding rhyme... I hope you love it.

As the sun rises, light, it will shed on men,
Who siphone our city's treasures
And live in mansions above our den,
Where we rot in lowly homes disturbed by daily pressures.

Their sins shall be weighed by the book of law,
And they will dance to the music of justice without flaw.
Locked to rot in a prison cell,
Which would become their little hell.