Saints Don't Walk Amongst Us

We're all sewn from the same dust,

We all bleed into the same earth,

The patterns that define us-

So ubiquitary.

For death and all its misgivings,

It's inevitable and impending

For all saints, all saviors-

So eerie.

But saints don't walk amongst us,

We're all sinners in disguise,

Sometimes in good faith, 

Sometimes mendacious,

But saints don't walk amongst us.

And saints don't walk amongst us,

No one's unstained, no one baptized

No angels in human form,

No halos overhead,

Because saints don't walk amongst us.

Sometimes all we have,

Is the picture in our head,

Of the person we want to be

Rather than the role we enact.

But the devil's in us both,

No matter the face we put on,

The demons we exorcize,

Only surface others we withhold.

Because saints don't walk amongst us,

No one's flawless or angelic,

The yin and the yang in all shapes and form,

Come conjoint and parasitic,

Because saints don't walk amongst us.

And saints don't walk amongst us,

We're all sinners in disguise,

Sometimes in good faith, 

Sometimes mendacious,

And saints don't walk amongst us.

Children of sin, born impure

Naturally imbalanced with no cure.

We embrace the deadly sins as brothers unborn,

Oblivious of the beneficence left undone.

The cardinal virtues bestowed within,

Get lost under the tendency for misdeed.

Grace and gratitude only shared,

When we have no legs to stand upon, deprived.

And saints don't walk amongst us,

No one's sacred, no one's pure.

Tainted by an inherited stain,

Contaminated from birth by the fruit of lure,

Because saints don't walk amongst us.

Because saints don't walk amongst us,

We're all sinners in disguise,

Sometimes in good faith, 

Sometimes mendacious,

But saints don't walk amongst us.

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