I am the inner voice you hear,
when quietly you meditate,
Inaudible to any ear
but yours.
All I can offer is advice,
which you can follow or discard
You have free will which should suffice.
Of course
sometimes you find it hard to choose.
between the options offered you.
What to accept and what refuse.
No force
on earth can make you listen to
advice you do not want to hear.
It is your choice it’s up to you.
But pause
consider well which path to take,
before you make you finally decide.
The burden of any mistake
is yours.
Do as you will but lose or win.
There has to be a settling day
a price you will have to pay: In
due course.
'the price you'll have to pay in due course' I love this line, it is so true, one day we will all have to step up to the plate and face the King of all Kings, the book will be open and we will answer, 'the book will be open', great poem Ivor, I gave it a (10) it makes good sense to me. I also wrote a poem on conscience, take a look when you have time.--Melvina--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everything is a matter of choice. It is what we choose that will determine if we will have a good or bad conscience. Well written poem! ; D