The Nature of Sin

Sin
Is mere
Transgression
That
Strangulates
Our souls
Core.

She
Reminds
Of the veil
I
Hide behind
On sun-
Days.

Sharp
Enough
To cut me
From
My maker
And my
Self

Slow,
Gentle ,
Corrupting
We –
Made weak but
Christened
Strong .

From
She they
Ask that I
Flee.
I should. I
Tired . I
Failed.

Miidong