Expression [Poetry]

Duodevicesimus

Sloth
Lamenting in false sins and
Acting on notions of self-pity
They, the sinners, are too lazy to care
And so expands their haven of apathy

Abandoning all sense of hope
They, the culprits, glide blindly
On the winds of poisonous lamentation
While numbness envelops them tightly

They continue to sleep, thinking
They'll get their peace as they please
Without a single move of the hand despite
Knowing how such is a delusional ease

And so not putting to mind
How the colors around them die
To eternal slumber they willingly escape
And with empty bliss they say goodbye

In the end its prisoners are subject
To listen to the lullaby of Belphegor
While shackled by their chains of sloth-
The destruction of the self's progenitor