Nemo repente fit turpissimus
No one become wicked
in just one snap
It has it's seeds,
A process to begin,
that has been continually stir
by the unseens,
for a man is innocent by first,
until sin lurks and become a stain
until flesh becomes uncontrollable
difficult to abstain,
at the beginning it's creates anxiety
at the end it results to bitterness,
failing to heed our nature
Is the one making it worse
Nemo repente fit turpissimus
No one become wicked
In just one snap
but this reveals,
That no one is perfect at all
the power of sin
mess our lives through vast condemnation
the power of sin
depicts the world
for a man is doom when continuing this path
his eternal is damnation
his remembrance is regret
his memoir will be forgotten
Nemo repente fit turpissimus
But no one become wicked
At once,
it begins at simple compromises
Until become lawless
defending it's nature
lying for it's pleasure
Until become madness
For no one become wicked at first
everyone is a victim
by Satan's abhor
Satan's curse
and Satan's nature
So don't think you've beed bad since you were born,
for no one become mad,
At once.
©gelatto
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