in a time of deep sleep.
i left to another world.
to see problems presented.
and the mistakes that caused them.
halos float a top silver souls.
and the decayed ones. with devil horns.
all waiting in a line.
to hear their final resting place.
mine. shrivelled and decayed.
but i tried so hard.
i thought i did so well.
i take my spot at the dock.
and the lord begins to view my crimes.
lust.
but that is all a part of puberty.
isn't it natural to love someone that way?
GUILTY.
gluttony.
but i had food put in front of me.
i was always told to eat what i was given.
GUILTY.
greed.
but i was trying to make a living.
to stay warm and off the streets.
GUILTY.
sloth.
but i had jetlag.
i was out of time and tired.
GUILTY.
wrath.
but he teased me and called me emo.
it got just a little under my skin.
GULITY.
envy
but she had the one i loved.
she took him far away forever.
GUILTY.
pride
but i got an A in maths.
after working so hard for it.
GUILTY.
so this is what i have become.
while trying so hard to be good.
i am now just simply another sinner.
damned to smell sulphur for eternity.
Author notes
well. in my opinion its kind of hard not to commit the seven deadly sins. even though i have tried. i had already committed them by the time i was three.
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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Very honest indeed
It's not always easy to be this truthful
Guilty in alot of things hey, lol
Much enjoyed
Thanks for your entry
Ken -
Can't be truer.
One might as well relish in the damn things and be done with it... well, that is if one actually cares about them anyway.

