poem about the 7 deadly sins (for Philosophy class)

like a dark, empty space
it can go on and on
without end
passing from one generation
to an unending cycle.

like a lustful desire
it cannot stop
until satisfied
but you'll want more
until you get sick of it.

like hell underneath
so hot you'll be set afire
yet the passion is there
so damn, so good
it's killing you to death.

once the devil himself
get to work out on you
you know you can't stop
you can't resist the temptation
the sin that is within you.

you would wonder
you would ask
when you would stop
but the desire is there
so how can you stop?

would you forget it?
would you ignore it?
but it is so powerful
no one can forget
no one can ignore.


22 July 2004