March 16, 2010

The greatest sin is

omission, not evitable neglect:
To not do freely what one can and one ought.
Magnitude's measure is deliberation's delay.
Lest thou transgress, waken to never forget.
(No omission without commission.)
That same damned panhandler asks for my money
as he checks his Rolls Rolex up a long sleeve.
It is not easy or safe to juggle and judge.
Can you spare him a dime, his nose all runny?
My life's excuses beget the same guilt.
Plea ignorance or insanity,
it's our dirty all same. To the books then,
or whatever you can, to work through the silt.
Heighten awareness of things surface beyond;
deep or distant, it's an eternal game.
You have no choice nor do I.
Give me a cup then, bring the beggars on.
The double bind me-thou is thou-me.
Subjects and situations more heinous?
Who's to decide the degree, or agree?
Except we're all damned, 'n me most of all.