S1819
Sonnet: What Sin Can Do?
Through sin, man clips his wings and cannot fly!
Becomes a bird shut in the cage often;
His grace lessons and soul begins to die;
His Willpower and spirit too soften.
Through sin, man’s caught in swampy, mud and bog;
And lost in woods that do not how light;
His eyes don’t see the truth, coward- like like fog;
He’s like the tree that’s affected by blight!
Through Sin, man walks on roads away from God,
And breathes foul air that shortens his life-span;
He’s like a slave of Satan and looks odd;
With time he joins the devils and their clan.
Through Sin, man can’t reach God or get His bliss
And salvation he could finally miss!
5-30-2002 by Dr John Celes
*********
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem