Perhaps my laziness,
inherent, more than anything
has kept the sins at bay,
for no matter how rewarding
the temptations might seem,
we cannot step on shit unless we tread!
But, O, the same is true
for all the grand virtues as well,
thus the stench of stillness
slowly devours my existence
plagued by a stagnation,
for sitting idle we cannot move or walk!
Being the pinnacle of procrastination,
seems I am now thoughts with no limbs attached!