Sub’s
Voice
Tune into
your subconscious and let it take your hand
It’s our
protector and savior steeped in lessons learned
Sub’s
voice is quiet but loud
Sub’s
voice can be heard when we’re in the noisiest crowd
Alas,
messages sent are frequently ignored
They’re
remembered after the fact when you’ve been gored
But the
other side keeps you safe from a threatening tide
It’s when
you act according to that inkling regardless of the emotional side
Sub’s
memory is magnificent and cherry picks the sweet
You’ll know
you’ve been kissed when looking back your inward smile peeks
Okay,
perhaps there is that inkling of regret
But
really it’s wishful thinking, an imagination pet
Yet,
comes the urging of our nature to raise doubt’s screaming
Despite
what’s gone, time releases our dominant leaning
Forgive
or forget is who we are, that’s discovered
Forgiveness
the angel but forget leaves life scarred
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