Conscience Wrestling

by joetwo

Sometimes it can be tough
To wrestle with your conscience
To do what is right
To even know it when you see it
Often it is hidden
Camouflaged by lies and misdirection
And that is the problem.
To be directed in one path
And find that the truth often lies in the other
Far from the path of least resistance
Long off the opportunities of potential damnation
There is the rub
For what you often wrestle with is not your conscience
But greed and selfishness
Want surpasses the should
Propriety passes out the door
You wrestle with yourself
And in then, whatever happens
You yourself are defeated.
Good or bad
Right or wrong
Destroyed in the gladiatorial battle of the will

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