For Each Fib I Fabricated Poem by John Sensele

For each sin I've committed
I beg for forgiveness
‘Cos my faith duty I omitted
To land myself in a state of saintlessness.

For each lie I've told
I eat humble pie and cry
‘Cos my soul I sold
To make Lucifer and his disciples fly high.

For each hour of honesty I've stolen
I feel remorse
‘Cos my standing from grace had fallen
To make both my predicament and plight worse.

For each indiscretion I've induced
I hang my head in shame
‘Cos so many women I have seduced
To sully and spoil their name.

For each reputation I've damaged
I express regrets
‘Cos in skeleton cupboard I have rummaged
To bring to light closely guarded secrets.

For each heart I've broken
I tender abject apologies
‘Cos of strong superlatives spoken
To erase emotive effigies.