Contagion: Sin

In limbo: we ignorantly know-it-all,
But nothing of substance
To one's soul

In lust: we create pleasure
-For a thrill-
In our dull state

In gluttony: we overindulge
To fill a hungry void
Within

In greed: we hoard,
What we fear to lose,
Never letting go

In anger: we fall -
Fail -
No self-control

In heresy: we worship self
Putting none above our
Illegitimate throne

In violence: we create,
We breed,
This choatic frenzy

In fraud: we direct our destruction,
With purpose
Or - indirectly -
At best

In treachery: we have done,
And will continuously do it all.
Lavishly spreading
And sharing -
In -
Our Death.