The Question of Conscience

by John Herlihy

In the background of our mind

Lies the question of conscience.

Guidance for those running blind,

Along with its compelling insistence.

A question whose answer freely gives,

In the mystery of a far distant star.

Always hovering overhead in our lives,

Advice coming from a remote place afar.

Conscience will always make itself known,

Speaking in a voice as if it were the host.

We have entered an enlightened zone,

Following the footsteps of a spiritual ghost.

Indeed, when making a momentous decision,

Where values concerned, we follow precision.

We turn to conscience whenever doubts arise,

On a vital decision that could affect our lives.

Alternative voices plague us within the mind,

Voices that nag, tell me that I am not enough.

Whispering fears and doubts that are unkind,

Tell me that I am not made of the right stuff.

The voice of conscience sets the record straight,

Evil thoughts dissipate in the light of a clear breast.

Leading toward righteousness thru its open gate,

To live life in good conscience as a life blessed.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Wednesday 26 November 2025