Conscience Poem by Ivan Donn Carswell
Conscience
And if it is but pride
distressed no price of
pain will pay for such
absurd rigidity; an
obstinacy of thought
precludes less stressful
ways to make amends
as yet the mirror turns.
Agreed, it isn’t hard to
see who’s wrong and
fathom why accepting
that forever and a day
is bound to conscience
duly burned.
© 24 October 2009, I. D. Carswell
Conscience weighs heavy on many a writer. Clever poem here. HG: -) xx
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4/24/2024 5:05:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Conscience our internal Judge this is clever indeed