This is My Reality

A man of morals merely walls himself up

This is my reality

Those plentiful material lusts we desire forbidden from those moral men in this realm while those treasures await their side in heaven

They reside here in hell

This is my reality

When my left cheek has been struck to the bone, I would rather die before refusing my right

And they continue where they left off

All for the glory of his generosity; do I stay rigid

Righteous

This is my reality

For his good graces;  I remain steadfast

Only to die and trade my hell for another

I realize

This was my reality