Sins Poem by Raluca Rodica Ratiu

Symmetry and balance they say
Are the measures of everyday living,
And there is a very high price you pay
For being a free soul that doesn't care giving.

The set-up scenario is for those who have
No decency in thinking, no passion at all,
That don't bend their heads, and never can beg,
The name of God they don't even call.

The morality and values blow lives away,
The beings that had a chance for their dreams,
That made the decisions to 'make it their way',
And made a lifestyle all dressed-up in sins.

But there is no judge that convicts the heart,
And there is no master that tells you to do,
Things that are right to never be part
Of the immensity of pain that makes you feel blue.