Jessy Liz

Moral Fabrications - Poem by Jessy Liz

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

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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