Sinners,
like ostentatious peacocks,
run wild
and never get off the ground.
Lukewarm worldlings,
like hunted hens,
fly awkwardly,
if chased by a hungry hound.
Carpe diem:
they just want to have fun,
wantonly
playing around.
But devout souls,
like effortless eagles,
soar aloft into the
beautiful blue sky.
Their genuine love is
frequent and prompt,
and their faith
is the reason why.
With their lives focused
on cheerful charity,
speeding towards
Heaven they fly.