Conscience Poem by Egal Bohen

Conscience

Rating: 5.0


Each day
My consciousness
Connects
With senses
Sharpened
For the test
Within my head
My brain awaits
Signals
To evaluate
Data sensed
Brain digests
Body reacts
I am impressed
Then navigate
Without intent
Relentless
Information sent
Sense of hunger
Brings on fuel
Pain intrudes
Damage
Limitation tool
Simple transport
Simple minds
Bio-computers
[Called mankind]
Basic chemistry
Robots bond
Reproducing
Knowing wrong
Though conscious
Captures
Data flow
Conscience
Tells us
Where to go
So where does that
Fit in our frame
I think that
Conscience
Is the name
Of rules set down
To play life’s game
Though not writ clear
In black and white
They hover
On the edge of the light
By some not seen
By the bright of their day
By others seen
Yet thrown away
To make
This game of life
More difficult
To play
And yet
Perhaps....more interesting?
Some
Might say

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Tanguay 14 February 2006

'Let your conscience be your guide, and your heart be your voice'

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Mary Nagy 06 January 2006

I completely love this Egal. To think of our conscience as our ''rules'' is such a great way to see things.......true yet probably never seen that way. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary

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Egal Bohen 02 January 2006

Thanks to you both - I never really went away -my computer has been back to its birthplace for a major transplant following hard drive failure and I have been up in the Highlands - thinking! Nice to be back though Kind regards Egal....

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Ernestine Northover 02 January 2006

Oh, isn't life interesting Egal, and complicated too. Very well constructed poem, with a lot of thought provoking matter. As Sally said, glad you are back with us. Love Ernestine XXX

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