Stood man with his sin...
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In the whirlpool of emotions All fell still In the torrent of incidents Stood man with his sin He had nothing to say He could do nothing but stare He felt none but regret Yet, he could not fret In the stillness of the air There was a breath of cool freshness In the rush of the minute There was a silence not far He soiled at every mistake And joy took him far A tear for every error A leap a little too far There was a moment of tremor He feared and shivered from He fought his best to hide from But the path came along He feared to set foot on But yet he had to walk His destiny lay way ahead His error was that he stopped He stopped and lost the battle Even before it had begun He then drenched and wallowed in shallow sea And its name was – self pity When the tornado struck and all fell still Upon creation, he found written The battle he had lost was always a win-win Then stood man alone, all alone, with his sin.
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