Wrath
Anger,
Runs her veins,
Tend to her fiery wrath,
And you’ll know when you die.
Greed
He wants it all,
Money, girls, fame,
Seal anything from him,
You’ll feel his pain.
Envy
She’s jealous,
Of everyone and thing,
Rise to the top,
And wake up to her in your place.
Gluttony
Fat little rat on the rug,
He’s seems but a harmless bug,
But don’t forget he’s still a sin,
Offend him, become him
Sloth
Tired,
Sleeps all day,
But if you try him,
You will pay.
Lust
Love obsession,
Something no one needs,
But if you want it,
You’ll end up just like he.
Pride
Something we have,
But most ignore,
Tap into yours,
And he’ll inflect his sores
Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Writing Contest.
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