Poetry Idea: 8 Deadly Sins
Three Little Girls
Envy stood at the edge of the park
With her pudgy arms folded
Across her small chest.
She scowled at the children
Who sat in the sandbox
And left no room for her.
Lust kicked the grass
And shrieked at those kids
“I want it! I need it!
I must have it! It’s mine!”
Greed pushed and shoved,
The girl with brown curls.
She punched and bit
The arms of the boys
Until the sandbox was empty
For only her use.
Gluttony’s Feast and Sloth’s Defeat
Gluttony arrived
In the form of locusts
And ate at the
Tall golden stalks.
They ripped the flesh
Of Sloth’s wild crops
And beneath them
The life disappeared.
As the plants died
At the mouth of Gluttony
Sloth made no move
To stop him.
Earthquake
Broken trees and
Broken bones;
Deep valleys and
Deep gashes.
Streams of mud and
Streams of blood.
The earth’s own wrath
Destroyed the city,
But that same wrath
Destroyed itself.
Pride
I paused at the doors
Of a chapel of gold
And saw Pride preaching there.
From outside the gate
Words bombarded my ears
Before being lost to the world.
Many, like me,
Paused as they passed
Entranced by the display of wealth
Some even entered
The luxurious church
And heeded Pride’s every remark.
I could see in Pride’s eyes
That he not only believed
The people of the street would listen,
But he also expected
To have the attention
Of even the omnipotent God.
Love
The sun kissed the earth
Gently and kindly
And their love
Colored the sky
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