One's own beauty
demanding a conscience
reminders of deceiving ourselves
a forced leading
in a quest for spirituality.
Shame the nature,
scolding the ego,
reminder of life's innocence,
disputed purpose,
grrr the perpetrator
always
always one more time...
A bad conscience,
comes the beast
from the hells of a living soul.
TJ
writing about
Conscience
tagged: grrr,Life,
4.25.2006
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2 comments:
This whole poem is dark, but so true! I too used this in darkness.
Good job!
Grreat blog post
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