For the sun arises with the scorching wind, and withers the grass, and the flower in it falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in his pursuits.

And if a brother or sister is naked and in lack of daily food,

You lust, and don't have. You kill, covet, and can't obtain. You fight and make war. You don't have, because you don't ask.