Sunday 7 August 2011

Guilt

Guilt.
It's a powerful feeling.
Possibly the most powerful.
It's scary in concept and terrifying in practice.
It manifests itself in the smallest of things, and also in the biggest.
It's there when you choose one flavour of food over the another and also there when you realize that what you did was far from your best.
It niggles you and nags you.
Never really letting go, although it might give you the illusion of being vanquished.
It lies in the shadows, waiting and watching.
It knows no class, no boundary.
It affects the rich as equally does it attack the poor.
Haunts those in their twilight as ferociously as those just enjoying their bloom.
You may wish to avoid facing it.
Working hard, unrelentingly and with perseverance to ward him off
But,
nothing will work
The meeting is fated to occur
As surely as the encounter with the other master of deception,
the all conquering yet mastered over Devil,
Death.

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