The low rumble
of the beast bellows
it’s deadly sin.
It’s true color
hides beneath the surface
of human skin.
The powerful destruction
ravishes through countless countries
scaring the land.
The pain caused
can never be undone
by simple words.
Tame the beast
within your hazed soul
of green envy.
Author notes
I wrote this because I asked someone to give me a topic and they chose jealousy. It also sparked a new project for myself. I plan on writing a poem for each of the deadly sins.
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