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thoughts words and deeds

cannot bear the weight of all my sin Alas, I fear, I’ll commit them all again To add another pound or two of guilt And hide behind my flame-retardant quilt And so if Hell must have me I’ll submit And stand accused of sins I did commit And some, alas, that fell between the cracks Of penalties enforced by dark robed quacks And yet the penalty does seem severe For one who made a mockery of fear Now feigns the trembling words “I do not care” To mend the garment rent without a tear I have sinned in thoughts and words and deeds To minister to those without a creed

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Date: 6/28/2024 8:06:00 AM
The greatest fault of men is that we were not born as perfect beings... not the fault of our own doing. What a great idea to use your title as an opening line, but without it being part of the 14 lines of your Sonnet. Your creative mind never ceases to amaze me, John. Whether you write with humor or lines rendered with serious issues, your talent is always undeniably evident. Not even a flame-retardant quilt can hide our guilt from the only One who is fit to judge us. Hoping this will be read by many, I'm faving it.
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Date: 6/28/2024 7:19:00 AM
What makes a good person is hugely debatable and I don't think one who deems themselves such probably has the first clue in order to judge others. Even the 'why' of the most charitable type could be for the wrong reason - does the wrong reason for being good discredit the good? I don't know but that's why I'm not saintly - there's no point if my heart isn't in it. Fingers crossed that I'm judged holistically when it comes to it. Great though provoking poetry John
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