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Thursday 11 July 2013

CONSCIENCE

My little man, lodged deep inside me
With just the possibility of his rebuke,
My feet are kept on the straight and narrow.
The sighs of relief he expels are like music to my soul.
My conscience and I bonded for life.
Him I never wanted but always needed.
Him I will prob’ly abandon with the slightest provocation.
A choice I never want to be given.
My conscience is a necessary evil.
My conscience and I, may we never part.
The world is a little bit safer with him in play.
My conscience is the isle of my soul.
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2 comments:

  1. Unknown12 July 2013 at 09:39

    I love this piece Harry. come to think of it... what use will be of a man without his conscience??????????

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  2. AUDREY12 July 2013 at 19:44

    What use indeed!!!

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