No ear nor tongue may ever tell
All the tortures of mankind.
No voice is so soft and clear
As the morals of our mind.
Our conscience makes us righteous
It's the whisper of God in man.
For without it we're mere puppets
Who dance to the Devil's hand.
A caring heart is generous, loving and kind
Seeing faith as the source of every need.
Contentment comes by our concern for others
As we heed our God's will and cast our seed!
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Our conscience makes us righteous It's the whisper of God in man. such a great truth dear poet. thank u very much. tony