I realise now it’s a conscience fix.
Territories uncertain
man’s mind in a twist
no clear understanding
about a life led
and precious is its day.
But oh how we suffer, blame and complain.
How do we survive
on twenty-first century terra firma,
there is so little sacred to remain?
Man made his fortune westernised style
bled every other surviving country
to ensure he alone prevail.
Why so selfish man made greed?
Why so corruptly fed by the devil of greed
to those who are homeless, restless and alone,
hungry and poor, idleness unsure?
without any recourse or doubt
man made blunder is what is at fault.
God help the sinner so aptly they sprout,
but who is a sinner
now that is one for all and everyone
to well and truly think about.
So much for language,
but who knows how to deduce
what is a propagandist
and that of one’s individual truth?
Personal experience leads one to know
who are the liars, but doubt wrecks truth
by allowing the devil to take our thoughts apart
when in fact our heart knows our true view.
Why lie about our worthiness
as a human being on Earth?
Maybe it’s a conscience question
and here lies our problem
for everyone on Earth.
.
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Each man of a violent nature,
each woman who lacks the gift of nurture,
each child on the run,
everyone of us needs a call
to attend to the family, the unit of our birth.
Who is the devil?
Well, that is personal
and conscience comes to mind.
What type of thoughts over years
are being stored to the darkest of beliefs?
Who is the one who threatens our validity,
chastises our ability, our view, our belief?
Are we not our own version
of the obvious we dislike in others
or is it the mischief maker
within our unchecked beliefs?
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It’s a conscience fix this warring mind
full of our past deeds and beliefs.
October 24th, 2014
Tags: Conscience
