Conscience

"Conscience"

In the final tally,
when the day is done.
All we really are is,
what we have become.

Far too many people,
who tell us what to do.
Why don't they all just listen,
to what they know is true?

If they listen closely to,
a voice inside their head.
Their spirits fly much higher,
and no more need be said.

So we listen to the stories,
those that seem to matter.
Now we see the truth of it,
it's only senseless chatter.

Soon enough there comes a day
when truth will be the task
and all of us might have to say,
our lies are buried in the past.