The Seven Deadly Sins
wallyroo92
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In Lust We Trust
In lust we trust to be our first transgression,
To love it and covet in everything we see,
And thus we must not give into temptation,
Even if the urges surges strongly in fantasy.
There’s a dire hunger in the fire which burns,
Deep in the heart that’s so hard to control,
Lingering and simmering it constantly yearns,
Entrenched in the darkest corner of the soul.
We dare say the internal desire there preys,
Taunting and haunting like a torrid obsession,
Plaguing the mind with scenarios designed,
To give into the beautiful lurid possession.
We lose all reason and even commit treason,
When the longing is overwhelming and endless,
The emotion runs deep that it will not keep,
To the laurels and morals when all is restless.
Yet the irresistible need regardless of creed,
Will surely test your will, power and resolve,
Even if the unexplainable impulse engulfs,
Even if all the worldly pleasures are involved.
The robust passion is but a passing fashion,
There’s no solid foundation underneath it all,
The immortal thirst is but an immoral curse,
Meant to deceive no matter how small.
So when in the indulgence of all carnal desires
Feels like a blissful heaven touching your skin,
Know you’ve been misled by faulty trust,
Because lust is an exquisite yet deadly sin.
In lust we trust to be our first transgression,
To love it and covet in everything we see,
And thus we must not give into temptation,
Even if the urges surges strongly in fantasy.
There’s a dire hunger in the fire which burns,
Deep in the heart that’s so hard to control,
Lingering and simmering it constantly yearns,
Entrenched in the darkest corner of the soul.
We dare say the internal desire there preys,
Taunting and haunting like a torrid obsession,
Plaguing the mind with scenarios designed,
To give into the beautiful lurid possession.
We lose all reason and even commit treason,
When the longing is overwhelming and endless,
The emotion runs deep that it will not keep,
To the laurels and morals when all is restless.
Yet the irresistible need regardless of creed,
Will surely test your will, power and resolve,
Even if the unexplainable impulse engulfs,
Even if all the worldly pleasures are involved.
The robust passion is but a passing fashion,
There’s no solid foundation underneath it all,
The immortal thirst is but an immoral curse,
Meant to deceive no matter how small.
So when in the indulgence of all carnal desires
Feels like a blissful heaven touching your skin,
Know you’ve been misled by faulty trust,
Because lust is an exquisite yet deadly sin.
Dr_MANCHILD
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Wrath: The Most Holy Sin
Come all ye masses as He passes
the ultimate judgement with little begrudgement.
A template of sacred hate to take what He creates
and make it quake for His namesake.
A flood, A storm, Some locus, first born
Fires in Hell, brimstone, and wails.
Give Me praise or you'll be razed.
Accept My son or is it Myself?
Take My word...written by someone else.
A message of peace and love from the one up-above;
unless, you use free will to steal sublimity away from Me.
Then we'll see who created ye as I ravage all that you see.
Stone some gays. Rape some maids.
Captive bondage; I entertain.
In My domain and in My book.
Of course they're not crooks.
Pay your tithes or suffer divine
Punishment for sins I invent.
I'm omnipotent. I'm omnipresent
And most benevolent
Wait...is that a HERETIC!?
Yes!
A kid not believing for she's not seeing proof of my being.
Now I am steaming! She will be seizing truth through seething.
I'm merciful. I'll give her a chance to repent.
Whoops: I still use the Old Testament.
So she and most all humans are sent
To suffer for an eternity in damnation for defying My will.
the ultimate judgement with little begrudgement.
A template of sacred hate to take what He creates
and make it quake for His namesake.
A flood, A storm, Some locus, first born
Fires in Hell, brimstone, and wails.
Give Me praise or you'll be razed.
Accept My son or is it Myself?
Take My word...written by someone else.
A message of peace and love from the one up-above;
unless, you use free will to steal sublimity away from Me.
Then we'll see who created ye as I ravage all that you see.
Stone some gays. Rape some maids.
Captive bondage; I entertain.
In My domain and in My book.
Of course they're not crooks.
Pay your tithes or suffer divine
Punishment for sins I invent.
I'm omnipotent. I'm omnipresent
And most benevolent
Wait...is that a HERETIC!?
Yes!
A kid not believing for she's not seeing proof of my being.
Now I am steaming! She will be seizing truth through seething.
I'm merciful. I'll give her a chance to repent.
Whoops: I still use the Old Testament.
So she and most all humans are sent
To suffer for an eternity in damnation for defying My will.
Written by Dr_MANCHILD
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Jade-Pandora
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jade tiger
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STAINED
.
bathed in stained glass
before morning mass
reflections of rain
run down window's pane
unbuckled and open
no words can be spoken
my mouth on his belt
while all else is felt
to them, I am damned
I am what I am
though try as I might
for me, he's the light
the Eucharist's taste
fills the gash in my face
his fingers slide in
forgiving my sin
For God doth loom beyond his son
The highest pow'r, only One
My husband of thy many wives
Who've taken on all of his lives
But I in my black habit worn
Must have his flesh as I have sworn
Devoured from his bloodied guise
Replace mine his all-seeing eyes
And so I see the rea'l truth
And thus I pledge my faith his Ruth
To be his brick and mortar site
Corrupt the sheep and make it right
To say we did and bless it so
To lose their trust before we go
Forgiving all I do for thee
There is a place in hell for me
Forsaking all who kneel and pray
We shall not hear a word they say
bathed in stained glass
before morning mass
reflections of rain
run down window's pane
unbuckled and open
no words can be spoken
my mouth on his belt
while all else is felt
to them, I am damned
I am what I am
though try as I might
for me, he's the light
the Eucharist's taste
fills the gash in my face
his fingers slide in
forgiving my sin
For God doth loom beyond his son
The highest pow'r, only One
My husband of thy many wives
Who've taken on all of his lives
But I in my black habit worn
Must have his flesh as I have sworn
Devoured from his bloodied guise
Replace mine his all-seeing eyes
And so I see the rea'l truth
And thus I pledge my faith his Ruth
To be his brick and mortar site
Corrupt the sheep and make it right
To say we did and bless it so
To lose their trust before we go
Forgiving all I do for thee
There is a place in hell for me
Forsaking all who kneel and pray
We shall not hear a word they say
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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wallyroo92
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Congrats to LBV and to Dr_MANCHILD on the win. Thank you our host for the honorable mention on this competition. So many great and intriguing entries.