Jan 2011
There is a city built just north of hell. Its residences live unaware and unsuspecting of their fate. Deadly sins spread like wild fire, the first leading to the next. Feeding off the weak, the selfish souls lie their way to the top. Stepping on all who stand in their way. The path they walk leads to an edge. If they do not change their route, to hell their souls will plummet. They love the sin they reside in; each day is as empty as the last. The pleasure outweighs the pain, for now.
This city is crawling with sin, infested with poisonous sins of every form. Lust drips off every mans lips. With every seductive woman comes a fallen man following close behind. Images cannot be escaped; they choke the throats of men slowly entangling them in a web of immorality. Even the most righteous of men begin to suffocate.
Greed rubs off the deceiver. The idea of being successful transforms from a goal into a cult. It is no longer a lifestyle, it is god. The larger the check the higher the status, the higher the status the larger the check.
Envy runs rampant as jealous hearts stare as others pass by. They covet their neighbor's possessions with evil intentions in their hearts. Few act out, but many struggle and are tortured by their need for more. Selfishly, the envious await their fellow sinner to let their guard down.
Gluttonous mouths devour every dish placed in in front of them. Inhaling more than they can swallow and giving into the succulent, sweet taste of abundance. Hardly pausing long enough to breathe let alone ponder someone in need.
Vanity and pride live within the smirks of every face. She walks the streets with a strut in her step, a massive diamond on her finger and an ego to match. Her body appears flawless but her soul is badly bruised. Her pride is a cover for what truly lies within her insecure heart.
Wrath and rage build up as cars speed past one another. Their only concern, getting to their destination on time. No care for who they put as risk they drive as if they own the road. Nearly missing a van full of children, he continues on only focusing on the task at hand.
This city is a sin.
Are you its sinner?
This city is crawling with sin, infested with poisonous sins of every form. Lust drips off every mans lips. With every seductive woman comes a fallen man following close behind. Images cannot be escaped; they choke the throats of men slowly entangling them in a web of immorality. Even the most righteous of men begin to suffocate.
Greed rubs off the deceiver. The idea of being successful transforms from a goal into a cult. It is no longer a lifestyle, it is god. The larger the check the higher the status, the higher the status the larger the check.
Envy runs rampant as jealous hearts stare as others pass by. They covet their neighbor's possessions with evil intentions in their hearts. Few act out, but many struggle and are tortured by their need for more. Selfishly, the envious await their fellow sinner to let their guard down.
Gluttonous mouths devour every dish placed in in front of them. Inhaling more than they can swallow and giving into the succulent, sweet taste of abundance. Hardly pausing long enough to breathe let alone ponder someone in need.
Vanity and pride live within the smirks of every face. She walks the streets with a strut in her step, a massive diamond on her finger and an ego to match. Her body appears flawless but her soul is badly bruised. Her pride is a cover for what truly lies within her insecure heart.
Wrath and rage build up as cars speed past one another. Their only concern, getting to their destination on time. No care for who they put as risk they drive as if they own the road. Nearly missing a van full of children, he continues on only focusing on the task at hand.
This city is a sin.
Are you its sinner?
