Good Intentions
GOOD INTENTIONS
It seemed to make perfect sense at the time
eating what was forbidden seemed fitting and right
she stood convinced, perhaps she misunderstood
surely He would tolerate enjoyment- her delight
the bounty of His creation—a festival of fruit
Our mind games of temptations
never seem evil amidst justifications
A deep dishonesty lies beneath
telling ourselves, subconsciously lying—it’s for the best
surely sincerity of heart makes us upright and moral
dangerous illusions—a treacherous residence to dwell
our intentions are useless when we disobey precariously
Our mind games of temptations
never seem evil amidst justifications
Copyright© May 2013—Kim van Breda
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