Is it a buzz word that flies about
Much like a wasp with meaningless intent
Flittering on the brink of twisted fate
Where outcome surpasses means
And excuses rectitude
Or more so a way of life
Subscribing to righteousness
Adhering to ethics
Upholding morality
Navigating goodness
For that is my kind of integrity
Bottled candour defining honesty
Facing the truth head on
With accountability and honour
Amidst a world of corruption
When will he hear his conscience?
The little thing that speaks
To keep him on a straighter path
And his behaviour tweak?
The guide that hides deep in him
That whispers through the years
That tells him what is right and wrong
When will he stop and hear?
And listen once again to it
This voice that lies within
To really, stop, appreciate
His conscience through the din
When will he pay attention to
All that it has to say
To cease his hell bent lifestyle
And open up one day
To reckon with this narrative
That guides and aids his heart
To cherish what is good in life
Before he falls apart
His conscience; his persuader
The plumb line on his soul
When will he stop and notice
And once again be whole?
My Conscience & I (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Think! Patience is a virtue
Open wider your mind’s eye
Live and walk in other’s shoes
Enrich – diversify
Respect the ways of others
And be there to give support
Take care of all upon this Earth
Enjoy! No second thought.
Successful integration / Gelungene Integration (Photo credit: alles-schlumpf)
R egard and consideration
E xpressions of respect
S incere and true connections
P romoting esteem with great effect
E ssential obligation
C rystalized in human form
T olerance and patience that
E choes past the storm
A ppreciation over everything
C hallenges of worthiness
H onouring the other person
O penly with openness
T ruth and responsibility
H arnessing a loving grace
E verything to everybody
R espect for the human race
I don’t like the mean and selfish
I think it’s really sad
Particularly when the miser
Behaves in a way that’s bad
And takes from all their sponsors
In such a total way
That they leave a wake of deprivation
And a world that’s smeared in grey
For the colours of the generous
Have good and worth criss-crossed
With pledges to munificence
That do not count the cost
And where hearts so overflow
With honour and with love
For those that buy-in to benevolence
Are like angels from above
They dress the world in purer garments
Subscribing to a moral code
Where respect and honours pathways
Reside as one in their abode
So let the call go to all scrooges
To those who do not like to give
To encourage generosity
As a kinder way to live.
Ginz&Tonic 