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IN GOOD CONSCIENCE


Heavily tread, are those small fractious steps
On the stairs to my own peace of mind
The sound of transgressions that I'd rather forget
is the pounding of a most clamorous kind

The dialogue I'm having, within my own self
drums on the door of the closed minded truth
I try to rewrite scripts,  shoving back on the shelf
But the turbulence shakes them loose

No matter, how buried, how deep I will hide them
My conscience can shovel them out
That child inside me, denies what was done then
But can't deafen the voices that shout

I profess to regret many sins I've committed
The most difficult task is one of admitting



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Revised 4/6/13__
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(Original Poem....Diminished Hexaverse)

MY CONSCIENCE


heavy on the stairs
the sound of my thoughts-
my own voice resounds
and pounds on my door
of solitary

the dialogue 
within myself
never perjured 
is translucent

I profess
to launder
past regrets


if stains
can be 

cleansed

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2/14/11


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Both poems submitted for Roy Jerden's Contest: "Makeover"

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