Envy

// You see it, that green mist that blinds your eyes, // // And just as soon do you see it; you feel it deep inside, // // It’s seeping through the cracks in your morality, // // Trickling though the drip deep within your mind, // // It soon becomes intoxicating as your desire swells, // // And thus does the blood flow with a hint of lust, // // And a brand new colour, of sickly green, // // Devoured by the feelings that be, // // Consumed by the desires that swim through thee, // // You’re a slave to its will – with no escape, // // You’re turning ill, your turning green, // // You’re becoming obsessed, your thoughts obscene, // // There is no cure, yet the disease common, // // It’s gnawing upon you, it wants to feed, // // Thus it grows and maddens with greed, // // Quell this beast from within, // // And eradicate this Seventh sin… // M. Wasiniak
 * // Envy  //**