No Sin Is There

Upright and fair, sweet souls, Pan's children are, with no conceit of arrogance at all...nor would they see the harm in thee, for they are straight, loving all, of every kind, both male and mate.

They play, beyond the bound'ries of our kind...they are, before beginning of our time...their love for music and for dance, the joy, of every little girl and boy, and every one...with horns.

Oh, they would see us strange, but they would never judge...for, we deny the pleasure, gave...why god, creator's crown is sexuality. They partake of lust, while we condemn, of fear...to live in sin. To they, no sin...is there.


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Bronze of Faun, google art