Monday, December 13, 2010

Sweet Tooth, (poem), 6/08

The devil whispers sugary silk.
So easily undetected,
blended into everyday life,
persistant as hell.
But we never feel him nagging.
God, on the other hand, is seen as more of a present nuisance,
piping up when we're about to knowledgeably sin,
creating a cognitive dissonance,
a civil war.
He is not seen as a savior, but a burden.

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