The Seven Deadly Sins

Guilty as charged, jurors

Guilty of all that's been said of me

Guilty of being human

Guilty and free

Committing each crime with deadly precision

And breaking down my soul

Each sin named and unnamed

The pain of each, the devil's toll

Greed it is that leads us in

To experience all of life

To see what must be seen

All glory and strife

Greed it is I feel

When there's some more love I want

An insatiable need

A spectre that does haunt

Gluttony is a hunger

That I feel when I need you

It's an appetite for destruction

Incarceration true

It's not starvation that drives me insane

But a desperate need to feed

The visions of the divine fruit

That together we must eat

Lust is but a development

A rendition of the times

Of the complexity of the feelings

The music in the rhymes

The intensity of a tender touch

That ignites passion's fire

The indestructible flame

Burning by a funeral pyre

And out of the fire rises Envy

Like a menace in the night

And looms like the stormy clouds of fate

As the earth puts up a fight

That wants every single moment

Of every waking hour

Not letting even little go by

Making me aware of its power

Then the Wrath at utter failiure

A volcanic explosion great

That implodes to burn the insides

As it shatters a prolonged wait

As blood and tears do mingle

Into a rotten blend

A concoction of inner misery

And to a painful end

Out of the ashes Pride rises

To restore some broken remnants

To salvage through the fields of green

And find its hidden tenants

A sense of self and earthly wisdom

That got lost in the course of love

A soul far badly damaged

The few blessings from above

And finally settles acedia

Discouragement defined

A resignation to destiny

And another startling rewind

No efforts to make any difference

Another time around

Just a knowledge that no sin can defeat

This love so perfectly profound!