Peccavi Poem by Winston Soldevilla

Peccavi



Pellucid as the water,
My mind is not that.
Pure as the shade of light,
My heart 'still cloudy.
And it appears to me
That all of us are like that.
REPROBATE!
And so to speak,
This is my peccavi
'Forgive me LORD for being no saint.'

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Winston Soldevilla

Winston Soldevilla

Mandurriao, Iloilo City, Philippines
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