I'm A Born Sinner Poem by Sumit Ganguly

A confession is conscience exposed.
I confess having murdered thousand of lives
in white or black actions,
the habit will roll till death.

The few victims are invisible menace,
need annihilators- Star War types.
Some plants or little lives cause ire,
I'm ruthless with them- willingly or otherwise.

Oh Father, I'm a born sinner
and will die as one- beyond pardon.
Please pardon the annihilated souls
so, they may be free of vices and have peace.