This piece was originally inspired by a Monday Poet’s Potluck on 7 Deadly Sins, but I didn’t finish it until now. Just in time for Thursday Poets Rally Week 34!
I hope you enjoy it!
Urge of the Flesh
The urges of the flesh sneak up on me I find myself fighting them almost instantly Yet I know how they got in my mind Cuz the 7 deadly sins ain’t nothing but a thought And like the words from my mouth They pour on and on Leading you down paths that you probably shouldn’t be on You could be like me Sitting watching Oprah’s favorite things and Instead of feeling joy for their benefit I’m fighting to get envy off my back I know you laugh but it’s as simple as that And not only do I want the gifts they were given Now I want to BE Oprah Lusting after her wealth and notability Wishing I had a set and a crew Then I could walk around telling folks what to do And if I was Oprah, whew! I’d do it bigger than she does Gold plated cars and custom leather interior A home in every country and two in Liberia But here I go again Fighting that deadly sin Giving over to greed Instead of taking what I need Sitting on the couch Probably in a slouch Fighting the urge to be a sloth Sipping on veggie broth Wondering what else is in the kitchen Thinking about a munchies mission And as I think of it I feed my pride Thinking a midnight run to the fridge is nothing to hide It’s not like I’m eating buckets of chicken in the bed Or even that I’m over fed Just a snack here A bite there Beyond what I need to survive Even way more than I need to thrive Now gluttony has worked it’s way into my life Funny how I can see these things within my daily life Fighting the urge of the flesh Is far from fresh It truly can make your life a mess From the time you wake up to the time you sleep You are suspended just above the heap Of suffers and victims Not able to survive the FIGHT And all you can do is put your wrath to action Fight on to victory Even when the struggle is small Fight on to victory Even when it seems to take all you have Fight on to victory