Taher Shemaly

Sinful Memories

Yet, and yes I shall sing a song
for the triumph of my agonies
In the altitude of my wrong
amid my devilish theories
With a flamable twisted tongue
and stories of sinful memories

My story began when I was
ought to be and never been
I still remember that time, Alas!
it was indeed my first to be 'sin'
The record was set in a fetus
and grown up to be my twin

Yet, and yes I shall yodel
and invite the devils to a supper
While evil made me a model
I shall show my paws out of cover
Who cares O comrades of my hell
if the Mercy befell on me, or suffer

What purgatory shall I ask
and what misery is waiting
Do I hope in Heaven you ask
and I wonder how much remaining
Sinful memories in the mind's flask
and my tears of no use, shall be draining

Poem Submitted: Monday, December 15, 2008

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