Conscience (By Miss Tarie Anna)

DEAR C

Dear C

I thought we were friends

But you are right-

I drifted away.

O it is true that

I neglected you.

‘N’ I do know

I wouldn’t listen to you.

Now I S ee you lying there

Motionless, emotionless

C aring not to heed

To my desperate cries.

I need you again, please, your

E ar, incline

I N udge you, oh do respond;

C ease this ghastly coup d’état,

And

E ase me from my plight!

When you sleep

The world goes horribly wrong!

I know I should weep

But rather I dance to a foreign song.

Who am I, This being with no meaning?

Will I be the same; shall I find my healing?

C-O-N-S-C-I-E-N-C-E

My friend that is me;

Come on Conscience

I need you- can't you see?

Heart stops; mind blocks:

Is she really dead?

Conscience; Conscience!

Won't you answer me??

Bitter-sweet relief, sweat on my brow;

Dammit, Conscience-

I can see you breathe!

Conscience, dear Conscience, won't you come and rescue me?

Poem done by guest #UntitledChronicles Author: Anna T Gowera (Miss Tarie Anna)

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