DEPRAVITY

    However eagerly we might believe
    That human beings are basically kind,
    There’ll come a time when everyone will grieve
    To recognize we’re otherwise designed:

    That envy, anger, gluttony and greed,
    As well as lust and sloth, but mainly pride
    Can captivate our willing souls and lead
    To heinous deeds that Goodness can’t abide.

    Is there no antidote for such disease,
    No way to cure this innate malady,
    No key that from such abject bondage frees,
    No absolution from just penalty?

         No way but by confession and remorse,
         Then seeking to align with goodness’ Source.

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