Orlando Belo

Gold Star - 15,055 Points (Derby, England)

Conscience - Poem by Orlando Belo

The soldier's conscience was bothering him,
the enemy was deep in his thoughts.
Day and night, he questioned his decisions,
whilst mentally and physically he fought.

One early morning as the sun was rising,
he made sure his back faced the sun.
With bayonet fixed, he stabbed his shadow,
all day and until the moon did come.

The day left him totally exhausted and hungry,
but convinced he'd beaten the enemy within.
After a night's sleep his conscience returned,
with a reminder that killing wasn't for him.

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Comments about Conscience by Orlando Belo

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (9/15/2016 10:05:00 AM)

    Wisely written, the conscience keeps us reminding every-time about the good and the evil but our mind that controls the human body defies it and tells us to do something else. A thought provoking poem....100++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 13, 2016

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