Moral Fabrications Poem by Jessy Liz
Moral Fabrications
Our minds are ever-changing
Temptation grips these hands
Weapons of destruction
Making harsh demands
Time, it plays its tricks
Virtue turns to dust
Fabric contrast on the floor
Morals lost to lust
Lying bare, soft words unspoken
Sin or love, we ask?
Questions falling late
Our future lies in past
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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