SEARCHING OLD PROVERBS

Deliver thee from the evil man.

I fell into a pit of vipers and felt at home.

To be one amongst many was startling as I see myself as an upright man.

Sure, I don't kill, but I do blaspheme.

Sure, I don't steal, but I do lust.

Sure, I don’t bear false witness, but I do covet.

I am a sinner of comfort and convenience. Sin is an easy win.

But truth is the callous equalizer.

A liar in a mirror, too, his face never turns.

A proverb unclaimed may eventually move me.

To scale the walls of the pit.

To surgically oversee a sweet exorcism.

Of the self. By my hand without anesthetic.

To breathe clean and divine sunshine atop the soil, dare I?

Until then, I am a viper amongst vipers. Kin amongst kin.

In a pit.

Searching old proverbs.