Awareness of Sinfulness
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When words upset you, you lose your childhood
It's dreadful to grasp that life is idyllic nearby
The youth have drawn, and no path forward
Grey hair has arisen, where is my getaway?
Eagerly flee what's in your nakedness
Spot your own hidden vices and weep
Also, cognize your sins before the final count
What you willfully did must be called to keep
The gatekeeper points are futile if ignored
Now we agnize that whiles aren't deceiving
Undeniably, the soul within is mysterious
You will sway it despite its advancing
You yearn for the moral hubris of your stance
Its fading thrill is its final track lodging
Written: March 14, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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