Felix culpa suppresssed

We'd like to save ourselves

but can't

tripping deeper into the human hole

dug denying the first

the First Cause being blamed

We blind ourselves to our escapades

escaping, if possible, our fall from grace

It's tragedy we long

responsibilities we set aside

Felix culpa we sing at the Easter font

yet quickly suppress its freeing words

wrapped in their prophetic tones

With difficulty we accept ourselves

the state of our and those we love

For sure God loves us still

forever and forever more

*To tear down the idols that exits outside oneself doesn't mean much.  To destroy idolatry within oneself is far more difficult.

-Jean Sulivan