Sad Poems: Synful Azariah And Sad Lie
Synful Azariah. I sit and stare at these four walls Seven deadly sins I have committed, so mother says Envy, sloth, gluttony, lust, pride, greed... WRATH Envy; She hits me once Sloth; She hits me twice Gluttony; I am beaten close to my demise Lust; I stand Pride; She falls Greed; You can hear her screams throughout these bloody halls All that's left is wrath. What happened to her, you ask? I don't know. You do the math. Sad Lie Everything is a lie I'm a lie You're a lie It's a lie Everything is defective Families are defective Friends are defective God is defective Everything is condemned The sky is condemned The earth is condemned We're condemned Everything is a lie... And that is the only truth Sad poems by: Keiko Shiroyama
