Your adrenaline starts to pump
And your thought process starts to haze
And the voice in your head screaming to you
Gradually starts to fade
When what you know to be wrong feels oh so right
There begins the battle between good and bad
There begins your internal fight
True the enjoyment of sin can be fun while is lasts
But never the less, it's always fleeting
Just like lightning
It comes and goes fast
The question that so many of us forget to ask is:
'Is it worth it? '
The consequences that never seem to be in plain view
But always seem to be masked
Though some of us, sin cannot conquer
Because some of us refuse to let it win
There are still some out there who realize
All too little, too late
When everythings said and done
In the end
That they've just thrown away all their hard work
And dignity
For nothing more than the temporary enjoyment of sweet sin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem has an important message that is conveyed well. Many ppl fail to think ahead to what happens next or what will this decision cost me. The opening stanza captures the role your conscience plays in decision making really well.