The Seven Deadly Sins

If you laugh at anger and allow some pride, You may not be quite the same person inside; If you ignore a little greed, just to yourself, And inspect sloth in worship as an act of self, You’ll become lazy more often than you like, Expecting no consequences, no laborious hike, Back to work, concern and effortful interest, Where you do your utmost to do your best. If you pass over that extra chocolate drop, And let your greed compensate for your flop, To account for the sadness in your life and day, Then you’ll only put on weight to dribble away; If you shine on gluttonous outbursts as good, You’ll only validate for your happiness, food, Which can’t love you or elevate you into meaning, Because it’s got no warmth, presence or feeling. And if you have sex with too many friends, people, You’ll never see them as sensitive and capable, You’ll never relate to them as you could or should, And sex will become purely physical, crude, Which will make you jealous of others’ sex lives, Envious of their relationships, hideouts and dives, And anger will devour your mind to place and stake, Everybody else as wrong, oh for goodness sake!