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Seven Deadly Verses of Sin

Seven Verses of Sin

Seven rode over Conceited Bridge,
In search of the Vanity Fair.
One rider named Pride slipped and fell,
Perishing at the cross of despair.

Six rode over the Plains of Contempt,
In search of the lost and unsaved.
One rider named Lust yielded to desire,
Becoming a slave of depraved.

Five rode over the Valley of Time,
In search of the Sluggish unknown.
One rider named Sloth breathed his last,
In lethargy he turned into stone.

Four rode over the Battle site Rage,
In search of avenge for those departed.
One rider named Wrath smites no more,
Fury ripped him open, broken hearted.

Three rode over the Avarice Hills,
In search of a Gorge of Fulfilment.
One rider named Glutton died of bloat,
Insatiable life of greed overspent.

Two rode over the Rivers of Gold,
In search of happiness, wealth and fame.
One rider named Envy was torn apart,
By a Green-eyed Monster bearing his name.

One rider took rest by a Virtuous Dell,
Sole survivor without compulsion or sin.
Reaping reward for a principled quest,
So, this is the end let the story begin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 7/31/2019 7:10:00 AM
Now if only Aristotle had put it that way in the first place - I would have been all ears . . . ; )
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Kevin Shaw
Date: 7/31/2019 8:57:00 AM
Thank you so much for taking the time to read my poems, it really is appreciated. A lot of my poems are filled with irony and touches of sarcasm. Being a vegetarian I often write on this theme, regards, Kevin x