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“Love the sinner, hate the sin,” a quotation that has been attributed to numerous do-gooders throughout history, from St. Augustine to Mahatma Gandhi to your average social media warrior. But curiously, as I was preparing for this prompt and seeking out poetry about sins, a Zen-like underbelly was exposed as I discovered a trend wherein cardinal sin was touted as necessary to precede and even tantamount to embracing beneficence. Vice and virtue, enmeshed together in an eternal symbiotic relationship.
The “seven deadlies” as they are known in pop culture, are:
And the seven virtues are:
I’m asking you to write a poem about one or all of these and how your life has been affected. Do you see a complementary function between vice and virtue? Is there one in particular that has played a key role in your giving in to temptation? Or one that has provided a valuable lesson? Can you personify them and show their relationship in an unforeseen light? Consider one or more of these questions, but the form for your poem is open.
Here is a poem by a beloved blogger poet whom I recently learned passed away in February of this year, Keith Jaret, aka The Existential Baker.
‘Sin Times Seven‘
With a profound yearn I stared
Eyes aching inside my head
Dare I attempt stealing a peek
Peel back the jaded curtain
Glimpse inside the forbidden mind
Will I see my intimate solicitor
Fantasy goddess bathed in lust
In the bedroom of debauchery
Nay it is the reflection of Narcissus
Smiling back at me before the fall
Shall I sip from this abundant pool
Stare naked in the waves of deception
Ingest the water of ravenous virtues
Sate myself on mutual salaciousness
Or shall I keep this bliss for myself
Exile her to my bed chained in apathy
Enslave her tortured devotions as mine
Rage against the betrayal of desire
Exploding fury upon our rapture
Engorge ourselves on pleasure and pain
Until we can consume no longer
Our lethargic bodies idle and degenerate
Lust suffering listlessly in atrophy
Destroyed by each deadly sin
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