No one has ever seen Him,
but He's there.
We all trust Him, for His punishment is silent and sore
He is no stranger...
He leads us to our confessions
He is the Master but we don't serve Him.
Once we gain control over Him, we neglect Him and thus ruining our lives
Our secrets are safe with Him
Under His guide mistakes are impossible.
On His sight we respect one another.
I wish we all give Him a room in our hearts...
Because His name is 'CONSCIENCE'
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