A clear and innocent conscience fears nothing.
quote by Elizabeth I
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Clear conscience never fears midnight knocking.
Innocent World
I used to live in an innocent world
I had a car and a pretty blond girlfriend
We was too young to know what we were doing
And anyway I was just fooling around
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
There aint no reason to tell no lie
When youre young and youve got a lot of pie
Now I slink around like a killer
The things they say are just a lot of filler
In my mind, in my mind
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Running, laughing in the sun
And always having lots of fun
Smoking dope and just being young
In my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Remember This Lack of Conscience - 'For Maya Angelou'.
When time goes past and dithers not
One sees the blame that gathers moss
To feel akin with woe as one
I'll forgive myself and you to soldier on
Remember this lack of conscience when we meet
I was violated, raped and beaten within to provide a treat
Remember this lack of conscience when I get out
To see through with vision all I espy
Remember this lack of conscience which will know no bounds
To hideously transform love profound
Remember this lack of conscience when I am free
You will lose and you know me
Remember this lack conscience less you forget
That freedom is precious and not a threat
Remember this lack of conscience when the bars are bent
I will slip out into the depths of crass to vent
Remember this lack of conscience to come
The Devil has a new spawn and drum
Remember this lack of conscience gathering
To prove nothing but give a battering
Remember this lack of conscience wild
It has no remorse just like a child
Remember this lack of conscience like the Hawk
Which draws blood, looks on and gawks
Remember this lack of conscience with the Demon within
It's a Golem to clear the the Evil and get even
Remember this lack of conscience when you renege
The death of love can be ones grave
Remember this lack of conscience and tremor not
No fruit you bear or shall ever to care
Remember this lack of conscience that prevails
The trial is over and you have failed
Remember this lack of conscience and grow
To a woman that a man can know
Remember this lack of conscience that forgave
and now with Love sends you away
For Maya Angelou - ' Remember This Lack of Conscience'.
poem by Azriel Dreams
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Fears For Fears
Death promises nothing for me
And I don't expect nothing from death
Either than pain and sorrows
Fears for fears
Live in me
When I walk late at night on the road
Because I never know what can happen to me
But I believe that God is always on my side
Fears for fears
I will never trust the promises of a lazy man
Fears for fears
I will drink the one
With my food
So that I can give gheers to my God
Fears for fears
I don't fear the thunder or lightning
Fears for fears
The pond is home to all ducks
Because all the ducks lives in the pond
Swimming away
Fears for fears
What more can I give to God
Than myself
Fears for fears
The paths are not clear of the snow
In the winter
In the city where I live
Fears for fears
The harbour is so quiet during the winter
Because no boats are in the harbour during the winter
And everything sleeps away in the harbour
Also the night comes early during the winter months
But summer is different
Because the light shines all day
Fears for fears
Our bodies are made of water
And we need water to survive in this heat
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A good conscience fears no witness, but a guilty conscience is solicitous even in solitude. If we do nothing but what is honest, let all the world know it. But if otherwise, what does it signify to have nobody else know it, so long as I know it myself? Miserable is he who slights that witness.
Solitude And The Song
alone i only have to treasure
the peace in my mind
my heart sings but let no one
hear it
not even the leaves
looking for a song
their ears dipping
in the wind
alone the Furies lets me
on the clear conscience
there are no fears
nothing itches nothing bites
there is only the soothing
effect of words
the lines that lull me to sleep
in the hammock of
my dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Witnesses Of Justice
They say they saw
Then they go and lie
Put people in prison
for a crime
Why would they lie
Is it in their mind
How can they live
knowing this
Has their soul
got a conscience
Will it eat them away
until one day they will have to say
what they saw that day
Maybe they are traumatized
by dismay
But it doesn't mean
they have to put innocent people away
The lies must stop
Why should the guilty get away
While innocent people
rot away
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Kickin' Fear
Hold up, you movin too slow,
you've got to make the evening blow...
Just kickin' down the fears,
lookin' for fun and feelin' o' clear...
Hello Met(llica) , what's cha knowing,
I've come to teach you growin'
Ain't cha got no rhymes for me,
Just kickin' down the fears,
lookin' for fun and feelin' o' clear...
Hold up, you movin too slow,
you've got to make the evening blow...
Just kickin' down the fears,
lookin' for fun and feelin' o' clear...
I've got no weads to smoke, no grass to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time dropp all its worries on me
Hold up, you movin too slow,
you've got to make the evening blow...
Just kickin' down the fears,
lookin' for fun and feelin' o' clear...
poem by Sam Kanabar
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Is man really courageous?
Is man really courageous?
He who says so
Must be lunatic.
Man fears life,
He fears death,
He fears disease,
He fears failure
And sometimes his success also,
He fears the truth,
He fears honesty,
He fears God
But on his terms,
And above all
He fears himself.
So why should he be called
A courageous?
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Clear
If I dont take you seriously
If I can laugh at your randomness
If I can have a little fun baby
If I can only feel my bliss
If I can ignore my conscience
And reject my angry guide
If I can take my soul out of hiding
And get it right back
To reviving what had died
I wanna be alive so alive
If I can love you without hating you
If I can accept your lack of guilt
If I can walk across the skinny wire
If I can make my conscience tilt
If I can lose myself for once
If I can regain my youth
Im so sick and tired of lying
Gonna dig down to the truth
I found my independence here
I finally let go of my fear
My mind is finally finally clear clear clear
Whoever said we had to be crazy glued
To our personalities
I wanna jump on the bed and hit the ceiling
Any symbol of being free
Last night you laughed so hard
I could see your shining bliss
Dont wanna live another day
Without knowing how you kiss
I found my independence here
I finally let go of my fear
My mind is finally finally clear clear clear
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Another Inspiration.
another inspiration,
another inspiration,
another thought,
you know all that is good,
sufficient for blessing me,
this is me,
maybe another inspiration,
more than the religious dogma,
you are the official thought,
I know all that I got to know,
I see all that I need to see within me,
I have a clear conscience,
I can resolve my own conflict,
Integrate all that I have in mind,
my mind is all sufficient,
my mind will be clear,
In all my motives,
I feel that the blessedness of my father,
Will make me get closer to him,
I will never worry,
neither will I fret,
Since the love of God is so Sovereign,
Since the love of God,
Created all the wonderful pattern's,
I saw his face,
I found all of His thoughts blessing me,
Eternally,
I feel security within me,
In all my function,
You know where I need to go,
A conscience,
A mind so clear for the great integration.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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An uncertain stage
Uncertainty in mind may puzzle
clouds may hover and rain may dazzle
it may do the work for rest
why not we deliver the best?
i do take it as test
act as per conscience whichever comes first
no double mind for what to do
you have to think fast and go through
it is not good to have double mind
something you have to think and find
it must make headway and take you along
it must make aware of what is right and wrong
It may not go well with the time
Still you may not be committing the crime
It may upset you in that particular moment
But still you have clear mind not to resent
It is better not to involve when mind is not clear
You may have all the some hidden fear
It may not allow you to come out clean
It may not be clear case to win
Well, see to it that it appeals you first
If you think clearly it will not land you in worst
You may have enough time to maneuver
You will find the space as good mover
It is nice to think always good
It may keep you In happy mood
There is conscience hurdle and repentance
Whatever comes is real and in presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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0208 If poets had a tail to wag
As your beloved, faithful dog
returns to his dear master's hearth
after burying deep some promising fine bone
as hostage to the future,
and with the long-lunged sigh
of those who know they could not have done better,
lays him on the hearth (with nose too near the falling coal)
to pass the sleep of a blissful clear conscience
broken only by the twitchy dream of chasing rabbits
(and like humans, does he never quite catch them before he wakes?
we'll never know...)
so the poet closes the notebook, switches off the PC,
and with the clear conscience of one
who knows that his poetry may not be all that good -
but that he couldn't have done better -
retires to bed, satisfied, content.
If bliss is then the emptied mind
the Muse of Poetry is kind.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Innocent
Oh, johnny wishes he was famous
Spends his time alone in the basement
With lennon and cobain and
A guitar and a stereo
And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
And I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
Oh, I dreamed of losing faith and what she knows
And some music hits on the foreclose
Thinks of surgery and a new nose
And the galleries of war
And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that shed never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
One day, youll have to let it go
Youll have to let it go
No...
One day, youll stand up on your own
Youll stand up on your own
Remember losing hope
Remember feeling low
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are all innocent (youll have to let it go)
We are, we are (youll have to let it go, no..)
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are, we are (youll stand up on your own)
We are, we are all innocent (youll stand up on your own..)
We are, we are all innocent
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Innocent
You know I am innocent
Innocent is not always
Innocent you argue
And I disagree.
I am innocent and different
You know and recognise
And I make myself ready
To compose this.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Come To Me Please
Come to me please...
The moment it's clear,
Tears from fears
That you keep
Start to fall!
I will be here,
To welcome you near.
And together
Let's break down
Those walls.
Your heart is filled with despair
And indecision.
I have been there many times before.
You and I can start a brand new mission...
To begin what we've been missing,
I am here for you and listening.
Come to me please...
The moment it's clear,
Tears from fears
That you keep
Start to fall!
I will be here,
To welcome you near.
And together
Let's break down
Those walls.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conscience And Remorse
'GOOD-BYE,' I said to my conscience —
'Good-bye for aye and aye,'
And I put her hands off harshly,
And turned my face away;
And conscience smitten sorely
Returned not from that day.
But a time came when my spirit
Grew weary of its pace;
And I cried: 'Come back, my conscience;
I long to see thy face.'
But conscience cried: 'I cannot;
Remorse sits in my place.'
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Tourtured Child
Tortured child sitting on the window pane
Innocent boy, hurt through inner pain
Bleeding arms cut by serrated knives
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives
Bruised little girl sleeping in her little bed
While she lies she wonders in her head
“Why did he touch me? Why all the lies? ”
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives
Young lonely girl sitting in her chair
All alone crying in her lair
Hanging from the rope as her friend cries
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives
Beautiful little girl covered with tears
Down the stairs lie all her fears
Though she cries she sits alone
Her beatings sting, straight to the bone
She refuses to scream and yet she cries
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives
Black crows sitting on the branches crying out
Dark clouds hovering about like the veins of God
Children screaming like
There is no hope of salvation
Trees swaying in the breeze like life
It keeps going without a care
poem by Melanie Hannon
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I have a clear conscience.
quote by Wilhelm Canaris
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