A Poem: Conscience  

You can love me or loathe me,
Agree or disagree,
But you can never erase me.

I drive you,
Rein you in or rip you apart,
I encroach your mind with my conniving hands,
Yet you haven’t the strength to expunge me.

However you might shut me out or restrain me
But in the end you succumb and I win.

I give you the hope to live,
The backbone to prop yourself up in despairing times,
The happiness to rejoice.

Call me friend or fiend,
Your fort or your facade.

Nonetheless I’m your past,
Will be your future and I’m here right now…
I’m undeniably your conscience.

This was originally shared on Hello Poetry, Oct 12, 2012.

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