Seven Deadly Sins Poem by Chris Embrick

Six enough, yet there be seven
Abominations not allowed in Heaven

A proud look defines the man
Too distinguished to lend a hand
Turns down his nose to those in need
Lives his life to follow greed.

A lying tongue tends to strife
Behind your back it holds a knife
To those who lie, be not a friend
They'll be missing when you need them.

Evil men are those who kill
When innocent blood is spilled
In war and peace and in the womb
They'll get no rest in the tomb.

Mischief runs on swift feet
Shun the bearer that you meet
With gossip some spend all their time
The wise leave wagging tongues behind.

The heart who devises wicked plans
Is but a pawn in Satan's hands
He baits the trap along life's way
Only to find his soul's the prey.

When promised money eyes get wide
A false witness lies for a bribe
Points the finger, holds a grudge
Tries to sway the jury, judge.

The person who sows discord
Tries to get others on board
Those who share the wicked's labor
Will never make a goodly neighbor.

The eyes, the tongue, the hands
The feet, the heart
Keep a man's soul in the dark
Six enough, yet there be seven
Abominations not allowed in Heaven
From the truth, God will not waiver
Give one less, another favor
The body follows close the heart
From these seven sins be quick to part
Six enough, yet there be seven
Abominations not allowed in Heaven.