Sins of the FleshA Poem by Silent PacerI was bored in a class were I was doing nothing so I decide to write a poem about the seven deadly sins. It doesn't resemble it anymore, but the inspiration was from the sins.Wrongfully taste the fruit, And gorge yourself on it’s sweet nectar. Keep it locked away so no one can taste, “Nobody would dare to steal from you.” you say this with pride. “They all envy you and your greatness!” You coax this to your mirror on a daily basis. “Gloat.” you tell yourself. “ You deserve to be worshipped.” You smile with satisfaction, You take great pride with yourself. What you don’t realize is that, While you are gloating, in your sloth like state of pride, The wrongfully desired sits in the shadow, Waiting for the perfect time to avenge. © 2008 Silent PacerFeatured Review
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Added on April 11, 2008Last Updated on April 13, 2008 AuthorSilent PacerMiddle of NowhereAboutI'm Me, and sometimes me, but only half of the time, then I become something that resembles me. But in all seriousness, I am looking for constructive criticism about my work since I am trying to fur.. more..Writing
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