I Say... No!

Since the First Fratricide Till the last homicide The drama of civilization is a mock; At the site of killing Even the wrens stop singing But we continue to dance and rock; I was gifted with the free-will Which I continue to misuse still An apple forbidden, plucked, is daily added to my stock; Though as an unwilling subject to Satan’s lobby Losing paradise is my unsanctioned hobby Forgetting that I was a bird of a saintly flock; Hearing inside the scary din Watching the pageant of the deadly sins The joint-inheritor of the Original Sin Despite the fight seems hard to win At my daily fall the devil grins; Yet from the heart I hear insistence Help me Lord to put up resistance Life’s a Gift not a Crime of Existence; I say NO to the deadly deal Pour Your Grace and break my seal As where’s the wound which YOU can’t heal?