Fate and Conscience .
In one corner sat my conscience
In the other stood my fate
My conscience it called out to me
Asking to negotiate.
But fate refused to listen
And I lay right there between
The nagging of my conscience
And the seductiveness of dreams
When fate began to listen
And conscience ceased to rail
Against all of my weaknesses
Assuming I would fail
Then peace fell full amongst us
And these players took their place
As artefacts of reason--not fundamental to the soul
And I stood tall amongst them
And finally felt whole.
