courtesy: Wordpress Blog Random_Michelle
Your conscience holds its own hands;
walking down streets,
lightly paved with fertile soul
that grows
both health and disease
in soul,
dis-ease
in sole
remedy of survival
it held its own hands
because it had to keep you balanced
masterfully equal
and adjusted in the face
of this world’s evils.
Breaking even
brothers of the same heritage
lounging temperaments
that when provoked
could ensure a disaster
for they live everyday speaking
into your essence
guiding your mirth and your anger
and the all of the ways you can
consider life’s matters.
One sibling settles your cases
observing the laws governing thoughts
of reason -
the other couldn’t care less
but feeds his ego
while biding his time
till he erupts into rage
tired of being a mental slave
man enslaved
animal caged
till the other calms him
trading in patience
giving strength to what’s weak
traded in love
for his brother’s ignorant conceit.
And its this symbiosis
that has led you to
a middle ground, narrow
that you choose to tread
because its the only path
you’ve seen that both
knowledge and wisdom consistently blend.
Teaching you :
Justice,
is nothing but lawful vengeance
with rules of fairness upheld.
And the glory in revenge
is nought if
you still have no peace
within yourself.
Faith without tenacity
is sloth lying under covers
soon to fade for if there
is no action,
words are all rootless,
slowly dying flowers.
Love covers all things
all transgression
all faults
but not always in
the way you would choose
because love can be harsh
directing your hope towards truth.
Your conscience holds its own hands;
walking down streets,
lightly paved with fertile soul
that grows
both health and disease
in soul,
dis-ease
in sole
remedy of survival
it held its own hands
because it had to keep you balanced
masterfully equal
and adjusted in the face
of this world’s evils.
# SELAHSATURDAYS
My Inspiration: Conscience in the Natural Man & Photo Prompt by Random_Michelle
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