Sin – a poem about……….

Spirit adorned in black
descends upon me
consuming my fragile and worthless mind
forcing me to repent from within.

Hours spent listening to sermons
failed to heal my tattered soul
raising more questions than answers
I’m seduced by the serpent once more.

Holy Mother why do you let me bleed?
why didn’t you embrace me to your bosom?
tending to my shattered bones
left feeling broken and in pain alone.

Now I know the answer
cryptically shared via unfulfillment
left behind by the Holy Father
to wallow in this world of Sin.

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