Every Human
Every human kneels at altar
and confesses sad sins loudly
sometimes quietly in tears
But without much awareness
that the heart, seat of temptation
the chamber of secret plotting
is angry with that solitary move
because all rights to joyful life
are being nailed on the cross
where it will not die till last day
having been a starved spectator
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