The conscience
A funny thing
The little voice inside
That accountable ring
Those who couldn’t care less
Give it not a thought
And those who can’t sleep
Until the truth is taught
There upon your shoulders
An angel on either side
One good, one bad
With one you’ll decide
They say do the right thing
But the right thing for who?
Who is more important?
Think, that’s what to do
What’s in your heart
Will be the clear choice
The right thing calls to all of us
But who listens to that voice?
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I have always been fascinated by that horns v halo effect that you so poetically refer to .. and so well ..
Neville
Thanks N. Horns vs Halos, I'll side with the Halos. 😇
I always listen to that voice AP and do the best I can for all.
Andy
I know you do Andy, that's why you're a good man. 😉👍
As Fido is an unseen dog, I reckon he must be my conscience.
But not all applies equally to Fido and me. I mean, he knows 99% of everything. I know about 1%. lol.
Well 99% and 1% adds up to KP? 🤔Hmm, .....
Argh - constant reminders of her! lol.
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