What is it?

Do you know what it is to sin,

How it differs from virtue

And how it is relegated to the bin?

Do you know how often in life's path

There are possibilities that would last?

There are sometimes ways to security

But they bring little joy without the ache

Of the soul and all those perplexities

But you traverse high onto that road

Where people cry, "You'll be distraught!"

It causes hurt, it is not easy to do

And it's the last thing I'd like to master true.

Would God judge me if I sin as such?

"But God is a friend! God loves me so much!"

With the touch of that hand, that kiss of the lips,

The admiration of those eyes where the soul sleeps,

The burning pains of the heart, that ignominable role

Does it come calling once at least as does every dole.

What must be experienced can't be avoided,

What teaches, what causes me to evolve

Must be rock hard diamond, must it not?

Then why must I lower my eyes, bowed down?

Why should I frown when I'm baking brown?

Why should I shy away from what is my lot?

Should I be memorising like I did when I was a tot?

If there was an easy answer it would be better to choose

And not worry about if I would win or lose;

Do you really know what it is to sin?

Do you know that it is to love as a twin?

I cast away my hopes today,

No, not all of them

But that must be the way,

That must be what my land had taught,

I didn't learn my lessons well that oft

Or may be I would only grow

If I really knew what I should know.