whenever i start rhyming
i try to elevate my thoughts
rose-colored are my narratives
making spiritual when not
i want to write a poem
about my mario soiree
but my default writing style
to lecture's in the way
what tends to be a fun goal
all super mario to win
i deride and chide and argue
that somehow this must be a sin
interesting how prevalent
my life is filled with guilt
if it's not the Church or scriptures
i force my blooming fun to wilt
try as i might it seem i can't
have introspective fun
it's levity or spiritual
no in between, i'm done
my conquering will continue
and i'll refrain to write a poem
i'll struggle every time i play
my constant struggle on my mortal roam
my rhyming will continue
with a meta-physical look
my artistic worldly handicap
in case Jesus reads my book
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