A Sinner's Diary Poem by Alexander Beebe

A Sinner's Diary



I was born today
But too naïve to know
The difference between love and hate
I left a womb void of fear
And now I find myself pushed out
But I can't relate

A few short years have
Come and gone and
Others like me tread the storm
It's not as if I know the rules
But taking and crying
Seem to be the norm

I'm just a sinner in
Disguise still too young
To realize the day my
Sin will show
Then my own will be
Revealed and I will see
I'm just like everyone else
That's come before me

I've reached the age where
Love did show what life is like
When sinners grow
The place where hearts long
To be and emptiness is finally
Freed and yet I know from
What I've done and what I've seen
I'm still a sinner and will always be

I'll never cast the first stone.
No not me

Monday, November 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sin
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