It is so easy to agree,
to nod your head
and let the words fly unconsidered,
free of challenge,
unremembered to a place
beyond the echoes of our mind.
A simple nod
and you are left alone,
to rest and sleep,
without the worry of an angry mob,
or hungry jaws,
that snap in pointless fury
at your heels.
A simple nod,
that leads to thousands more,
till all those nods
have led the innocents
to prison cells and open graves.
A simple nod,
a lazy cowardice,
we tell ourselves will have no sway,
while in the hours
of our ill-earned sleep,
they herd our friends away.
A simple nod,
that damns us,
a simple nod,
that in our weakness we insist
will harm no one and serve the peace.
A spineless nod,
angst-ridden and afraid,
that trembling,
we still insist,
is easier for everyone
than the courage to resist.
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Conscience and Consciousness
PoetryA collection of poetry highlighting the moral choices we face. Who are we? What makes who we are? Are we good and how can we be better? Are we driven by Fate or are we masters of our own destiny?
