The Sinner

The sinner - - - - - - - I heard him whisper I am a sinner I am a culprit O, Merciful God Give me but A glance of your forgiveness Give me but The nectar of your love and happiness To this wayward Cheating all near and dear Riches gathered without fear Trickery and deceit played Dignity sold away Then, can anyone say That he has not sinned Many masks we are wearing Some painted bright Some pure and glowing But they are only masks The camouflage we are putting on This falsehood can deceive the world But not oneself Morality sold off I am but a sinner A debtor To GOD