Capital Vices

as i sit drinking coffee, my mind begins to ponder
my fate and the virtue of my very soul
i sift  thoughts around and am left to wonder
can being pure of heart still be my goal?

apparently Seven Deadly Sins there are
in existence to allure and tempt me
ranging from the macabre to the truly bizarre
but only one, do i effortlessly commit so frequently

my mom always says, i burn my candle at both ends
rising early every day to greet the morning sun
i can't be accused of Sloth and lazy trends
for i'm a busy bee and a very productive sort of person

Wrath and anger are like warriors; incognito
i fear the war machine and all their violence
let us make love not war; that's my motto
lost souls in turmoil, there will be no silence

money, they say, is the root of all that is evil
Greed is a nasty business of twisted obsessions
i'm not into playing the game of mass retrieval
or obtaining great heaps of material possessions

as all pagans practice; bide by the wiccan rede we must
a simple rule to follow;  fairly give and fairly take
not over indulging or over eating until i bust
to be seen as Gluttony would be a terrible mistake

i am not the jealous type, for a i'm too vain
to think anyone else is better or has more
keeping up with the jones' is just too insane
never Envy, cause i'm content with me for sure

Pride is a possibility, as it is plain to see
however, i am just a touch too shy
and full of enough self doubt to keep me
grounded to the earth until i die

but Lust. oh this is my sin, if i'm to have one
we are old friends, best mates and sweet lovers
not ashamed; with open arms i welcome this demon
because i'm addicted to what happens beneath the covers

to what end do i display these Cardinal Sins, this list of Capital Vices?
i must admit that i'm a bit snarky, but don't take this too seriously
because life is worth living if you're having fun and every one wins
be bold, and stand up to grab the brass ring, i'm living fearlessly