What is to be said
Of this wretched beast
Whose eyes
Reflect the grass
Devoid of viridian variety?
He brings forth nothing but pain for all.
No façade
Of improvement
Or benefit
Masks this sin,
Hence rendering him
Mightiest
And most destructive.

For wrath
Benefits the bloodthirsty,
The fascists and the sadists
Looking to sharpen its talons
Within unsuspecting prey,
Subsequently satisfying gluttony,
Not always resulting
In mass purgatory,
But frequently kept in limbo.

Our world is controlled
By the infinitely reinforced
Sin of greed,
Upon which pride
Hatches in a nest
Of fallen heroism.
To serve and protect the rich man.
Out of many citizens, one percent.
In God they have trusts
And now own the rights to His name.
His creation.
Power of attorney.
Stock options.
Bonds
Pension.
Etcetera ad nauseum.
Jesus is deductible.
St. Peter is written off.

If it is sinful
To have a libido,
Then every product of my lust
Is a curse,
In turn
Lovers avoiding my advances
Must also
Breathe brimstone
Every time
She faced exhaustion
Or her body ached.
Sloth shall scorch her.

Alas,
Nobody benefits from envy.
In inspires nothing.
It destroys everything.
It damages the deepest of friendships.
Defecates upon the purest of morals,
And is all in all
The most unabashedly abominable
Personality trait
From which the other six sins
Gain momentum.

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