I a selfish dove, to wish for peace when so many hawks want war
Greedy as a stream, to share with weeds poor when the rich build a dam, water to store
I am slothful not to fight against the ants that want to bite
A beam, with too much pride to bend and let the storm inside
With gluttony my eyes devour the beauty of each blooming flower
On wings of rage watching justice in a cage
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: May 15th, 2026 02:37
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Good write my friend, and a great message, much enjoyed
Thank you Norman for the read and comment it is appreciated
most welcome
Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi it is appreciated
This certainly digs deep for emotions. All the deadly sins are covered here.There is a sense of despair that quite understandable.An interesting work amigo
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