Born In Sin
Who decided that I was to be born in sin?
Can life be judge at conception? At birth?
And when is the first sin committed?
When you cry out just to be held
And not out of hunger
To be warmed by the tranquil touch
Of a mother's loving arms and bosom
If a child is born innocent
Than how can we be born in sin?
Does a Just God place the burden of sin
Upon the new born?
Sins of the father upon the child
To generations hence
Thank you Adam and Eve
If God can not forgive the sins of the first
How can He forgive those of the last?
I squeeze the soft sand in between my toes
And gaze upon the heavens in the evening light
The enormity of existence
The belittling of self
If I could scatter the grains of sands into the beyond
Would they match the stars?
Born in sin
Before I myself could ever decide
I was condemn to die by being born
I wish I could stretch my arms and touch the stars
Embrace the stubble Face of God
And tell Him
Lord I love You
Is that not enough for You to love me too?
Born in sin
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