Her name is...

She knocked on his door with a gentle smile
So commonly like an acquaintance.
He told himself, “She is naught but company”.
Yet, their friendship became more intense

First he said it was nothing he could not control…
…his mind and soul he would withhold.
He told himself, “I am the commandant of the situation”
But, they became so close; she had become part of his life’s daily dose.

He thought he was smart enough
Never to be a victim of her cunning behaviour.
Thought he was well prepared…
…well enough to resist her demeanour
But before he could get a hold of this relationship
He had gradually but indeed, yielded his heart to her lordship;

But how could she do that?
Slowing but steadily tabernacle in his heart?

Son!
That’s all she ever does
That’s what she is known for.
Such a Con!

A child’s name influences his personality and destiny,
So the old adage says.
What did he expect from her, really?
When he knows!
Her name is…Sin