The Kindness Of Sin

where virtue fails
vice comes for succor
at least for
a moment you have lived
a life
so full (and come to think of
it)
look behind
how empty it had been.

by RIC BASTASA

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Comments (7)

Excellent poem and feeling sleepy after this lullaby..10
The dying are like tops, like gyroscopes- they spin so rapidly they seem to be still.............So brilliant the wit to expose big thing within a limit of no expanse. Thanks.
My mother's an expert in one thing: sending people she loves into the other world. excellent written, thank you for sharing this poem with us
Interesting spiritual poem- -10
The Creator owns the spirit! He created everything. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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