Lulled by promises of reward
for all my good deeds
Satan seeks to get me onboard
by planting seeds of pride
‘Til I was startled awake
by the truth of my great need
for a substitute to earn my prize
by His loving sacrifice
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It’s time for Quadrille Monday #2 at dVerse Poets Pub. Even on a busy day I can come up with 44 words to share. The only parameter (besides the word count) is that the poem must include the word “lull.”