My words speak malice while my eyes show care
An angel on the outside, devil on the in
-- sometimes even the other way around
Two-faced and two-toned;
White and black at the very same time
Yet never a speck of grey
I do good with bad intentions
Or bad with good
-- though that always seems to backfire
You'll be both blessed and cursed to know me;
Wings of an angel and horns of a devil
I truly am the saintliest sinner you'll ever meet
Author notes
My thoughts are all over the place with this one...but the prompt kind of spoke to me...one day I'm hot, another I'm cold. My mood changes and my actions change. When I sin, I sin...but then for some reason I turn to a saint after...maybe the guilt? It's quite possible. Hmm...
A contest entry
- Sinner or Saint by Ken-Maverick.
650 points, ended September 22, 2008, 23 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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you're an honest one i give you that much,
We all sin but not all of us have the courage to admit it.
Nicely penned here my friend
Thanks for your entry and good luck
Ken -
this is a good poem... everyone has two sides... even if they dont knwo it... its good that you know yours and accept the other half.... great job... keep up the great work...7/10
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Great take...
Best wishes in the contest!!
Write on!
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I think everyone has a little of both in them...I guess it's just about how extreme it is...?
I don't think you're a sinner...
Very harsh write...like you're putting your foot down saying...this is me...love it or hate it...it's what you get...
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