Sins times Seven

[moses lee]

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

[watcher]

Hmmm...very thought provoking, Moses. I always like that about your poems. :thumb: