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