7 Deadly Sins by AgnesPaddy

Seven Deadly Sins



Pruning her feathers for all to survey
Proud as a peacock, announcing she's gay

Envy of all among her friends
She is who she is and makes no pretence

Angry at birth confusing her gender
Climbing the stairs and reaching splendour

Glutton for punishment, some may say
She grieves for the chaos which comes her way

Lusting acceptance in shameless form
Who has the right to dictate the norm

Greed in the search for her one true love
Taste and discard the little white dove

Slow and steady she yawns with dis-ease
Then cries to the world, just love me please.