A sinner's instincts - Diary of Dreams

I called you sinners

I was wrong

Inaccurate intention

Should have said you’re sorry

Might have reduced the conflict

But tough, admit it’s said

God’s creation

To put your blame on

God’s creation

To turn away from

Appreciate those hands you’re given

Before you really need to beg for them

Try to understand my incantation

Out of breath, your fingers shiver

Apocalyptically divided

Mentally disturbed they call me

Respect instead of affection

Disclaim that I am one of you

Can I fall down from the stars

Can I rise up from hell

Absurd — Your protest avoids the consequences

How can you cheat yourself?

Ridiculous — to see you smile

Knowing you’d prefer to cry !