Vanitys Sinning Ways Poem by Naomi Waters
Vanitys Sinning Ways
Somewhere there is a forest
In the forest there is a pond
A man comes to look at his reflection in the pond
Each day he looks at himself in the water
Then one day the man does not come
The trees still stand
The pond still shimmers
A humans vanity changed nothing
Fleeting beauty perceived as goodness
Time ravaged him body and soul
His punishment for sin
Corruption touching the edge of green
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