“My God, What a world you love…”
-The Widow by As Cities Burn
I see the sin in me.
I know it well,
better than most anything.
I am an everyman
in the morality play
of the 21st Century.
None are worse
or better
or any different than me.
If I know we are all
the same,
therefore I know
The sin inside the walls
of the College of medicine,
built brick by brick by brick
By sinful hands,
that knowingly or not,
said to God,
“We will surpass you.”
