Temptation Poem by Bonnie Shipman

What's on your mind?
Temptation asks.
Books: read them,
Movies: watch them;
Satisfy yourself, he
slyly insinuates.

Little does he know
I cannot.

What troubles you?
The question accosts me.
The future: fear it,
Hating me: hate others instead;
Protect yourself- walls,
he insists, are for comfort.

Liar, little does he know
I cannot protect myself
except, perhaps, from myself.

Lord, give me strength.