The retch awakes from an undeserved rest. As he watches those around him live their best. He sits there more then aware that he’s had enough rest.
But refuses to move and would rather die then rise to the test. He sees those around him and feels no regret. That he walks from the bed to the computer and stays pass the sunset.
He is a drain on those around him and on society at large. As the screens that lie in front of him, delete his thoughts and easy task by far. While others struggle to carry his load both near and afar.
A load they’ll be carrying for quite awhile. Until his death will mark the end of this grueling trial. An ordeal that will end when death comes knocking.
Because when a black shroud stands before you, you’ll get up awful quick. Because when death comes to take you, your rest will be infinite.
Author notes
SLOTH
SEVEN DEADLY SINS
LUST
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4520971
GLUTTONY
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4521047
GREED
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4521091
WRATH
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4521163
PRIDE
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4521209
ENVY
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4521241
A contest entry
- The Seven Deadly Sins by Genesis.
1200 points, ended August 20, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - SEVEN DEADLY SINS by tarcus.
777 points, ended November 22, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this. Very good write. A few errors, but not so much to put off the reader. This is the first "sloth" entry and it's good. The flow is magnificent and the rhyme adds to. I especially like the ending. Good job.
--Genesis.
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