Sinners

Born Sinners
But they tell us we can be born again
As winners.
Born gifted
But so misguided we don't know what to do with it.
I was born a hero
Until I tasted the sweet kiss of sin
The sweet kiss of death has been the fall of all great men
Passions rumble like thunder
Desire burns as my mind wanders
O Lord, Dear Lord
Free of us this earth
Look at how the devil has bounded us with this curse
Born Sinners
But they tell us we can be born again
Born Winners.

Reviews

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God bless the sinners like us. This is a good poem, Erica! The Lord will certainly forgive our sins. I love the message of this writing. :)

[Erica Ross]

Thank you so much : )