Nine Times A Sinner, Nine Times A Saint Poem by ivelina stoilova

Nine times a sinner, Nine times a saint

If nine are all that you shall pass
The Circles from the Hell to grasp
If once you thought you have seen worse
Maybe you should try live to burn

What's to be sinner or a saint
Have you ever met one of them
If asking for their life and choice
Do you sense truth in their voice

Who will admit to have done wrong
Who will say I have left and broke
Who will be honest to say 'Yes'
If asking have you wished a death

Isn't it very thin the line
Beyond which everything is blind
You think you're good but is it true
If saying 'Yes' to all but you

The saint may say it's selfish then
You need to care for all men
But if that leaves your soul just drained
Will he come to heal you instead

What medicine can you take if
You feel like used as handkerchief
Thrown on the way where all feet step
Indifferent of sins or saints

Match nine lights -see your Universe
Burn down and come back all to you
Don't waste the second time in if
'Am I a saint-what others think? '