I am flesh and blood,
kin to the sins you refuse
as you waste your life
allowing yourself
to be misused.

A thousand pleasures
delayed or denied
by crooks who
have lied and pried
where they have
no right to.

They spite and smite you.
As you go through
early embalmment,
because you spent
your whole life
decaying prematurely,

That’s why
when you see me
I am still smiling,
laughing, and enjoying
all those forbidden fruits
you call sin.