In The Grip Of Sin Poem by Gerry Legister

The gripping sins that we can't imagine
Wherein God being an objective judge,
Brought hope out from beneath the pain
And vows can only be something our pledge.

In tone and moods to capture the aura
There lies a sense of ominous danger
In deeds where sin blames a new idea
Guilt carries the same tension of fear.

Pondering whether to confess or suppress
And swallow the whole dark enormity
Until penitent call the black light darkness
To ascend from the descending enmity.

In fright; we find insight of rules and dreams,
And get debasement to accept the blame
When our sins surface under the skins
We fail and fall being called by another name.

We believe ourselves to a different person
When the darkness of sin has passed away
We are here as survival of the faults we own
Although we could not take the blame willingly.