Forgiven Sin a Sestina Poem

Thall shall not condemn the sin In which he has lived in Burning buildings always collapse Like a thorn on a rose Walking on shattered glass Taking in your last breath He comes to me holding his last breath Does he feel the pain from his sin You see a reflection in the glass The long haired man steps in He smells the aroma from a rose Before he starts to collapse The sin you hold will collapse Sins can no longer breath Being stoned from the smell of the rose Enter the light and forget your sin Let the long haired man in Piece together the shattered glass Save a piece of the shattered glass There are reasons why it collapse Accept the world in which you live in Make this not be your last breath Concur to all, rest your sin Pull every thorn off the rose Take your hand and cover the rose Hide the cracks and shine the glass Be ridden of your sin Rebuild the buildings that collapse It's getting easier to breath Make a change in this world you live in Remove the darkness and walk in Fallen petals from a rose You can now start to breath No more fallen glass Buildings no longer collapse Forget the reasoning for your sin Step in the reflection through the glass Petals from the rose never collapse Breath again, forgiven sin