National Poetry Writing Month: Day Fifteen, "My Deadly Sin"

 

What would my deadly sin be?
 Of the seven, only one can apply.
Surprise you as it might, it isn’t gluttony,
But in fact it most likely is that of pride.
That’s not to say I don’t suffer from sloth or envy,
But being second best I cannot abide.
I rarely feel rampant wrath or lust within me,
But a desire to be the best I cannot well hide.
You will not witness snobbery in my company,
But my comments may seem somewhat snide.
But if I might embody pride, I would love to see,
Which deadly sins in you do reside.