The Deadly Seven
Like an indolent sloth I lay effortlessly in my mother's womb
With a cry I floated out into the devilish world of harbouring sins
As a dwarf gluttony kept me in peace and in a happy mode
Wobbling on my toes I showed violent anger at my mother's divided attention
I grew envious at the arrival of little siblings that brooked in all my tension
The joy in my world often corroded as I lusted for love and over possessiveness
Over the years the dwarfed sins grew up into a gigantic pride
After conquering and strapping in my wilful sinister vices
All frustrations burnt down to ashes for a fulfilled life of virtues
January 28, 2016
Contest: The Deadly Seven
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