Sin
Sin is a lot of things,
but not always
what you think it might be
Sometimes it is not to steal
Or to tell lies
Sin can be for one person
to walk brutally over the life
of another
and to be quite oblivious
of the wounds
they have left open
and behind.
Turn again O God
look down from heaven
have regard for this vine
the stock from your
right hand.
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