The world knows it and yet falls in this swamp, <br />Though knowing well one can’t come out alive; <br />Lust works its charms and you feel you are champ, <br />But stings to death like swarm of bees from hive. <br /> <br />Lust comes to man like dreams enjoyable too, <br />But leaves a tired frame and heart of guilt; <br />Until you fall a victim, lust holds you, <br />And there-after, the vice will stay in-built. <br /> <br />Lust blinds the eye that used to see true love, <br />And leaves a man both sick in mind and heart; <br />If not steady, it can any heart move, <br />And keeps the soul sinful, till you depart. <br /> <br />No God of love can in a soul such dwell, <br />Lust grows like cancer, taking soul to Hell. <br /> <br /> 6-27-2001<br /><br />Dr John Celes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lust/
