Am I just a plaything for some
ethereal being on a whim?
Are there greater powers than our
souls can even comprehend? Can
they take our breath as easily as they
bestow it? Will they?
Is Sin bound to human hearts, or might
greater beings have wrath rumble through
their souls?
Do we owe them all emotion? Who
will calm our tempers when thunder reigns
free?
Are they beings as we are?
How egotistical to think that the greatest souls must
have our features.
Why, there is Pride.
Must Sin infect our every action?
But of course, for we are human.