Author: Mary Parker
It’s hard to imagine.
To imagine a world where we don’t personify our sins.
Daily.
Weekly.
Monthly.
As long as time permits, really.
Didn’t you know?
We can’t really escape them,
It’s natural after all.
After all the silence,
the hurting,
the weeping,
the pain of what we’ve done.
You ask.
What’s one to do?
It surrounds us after all,
tempts us,
manifests itself onto us…
Daily.
Weekly.
Monthly.
As long as time permits.
It’s greed,
Its envy,
It’s pride…
just to name a few.
But really now.
Are you still unsure,
Of what’s one to do?