Conscience Poem by james watkin
Conscience
Floating up those forces twixt
Array them in Light and Dark;
From each side of whose battle-lines drawn
Hopes, Despairs, hack each as stark
Ghostly-handled, there is placed
And as godlike him before
A pair of scales. With this forewarning
Heaven, Hell, shake to the core:
"In what's held in the balance
For a duteous weight, and
Its burden of neglect, more heavy
Choose life! But at soul's command.
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