Greed, Sloth, Envy and Lust
If you must, you must
In God I trust
From the cradle
To the dust
A pre-paved path
On which to run
The Wrath of Gluttony
Begins with pride
I have nothing left
To hide
To ourselves we lie
I know for whom
The bell tolls
The bell tolls
For I
As we slide on
This pre-paid ride
Flash in the pan
And then your gone
-end-
Moses Lee
Sins times Seven
Re: Sins times Seven
Hmmm...very thought provoking, Moses. I always like that about your poems. :thumb: