Conscience call, you are the voice of God, That in hearts of men, you shout so loud And tell us when little men we hurt As we destroy dreams that hearts assert.
She walked long ways searching for jasmine And was glad she could a bunch obtain When he crossed her way and just for fun He threw her bunch in the stream and ran.
Nothing she could do but looking up At the sky, where all the weak get hope, And went with a tear inside her eye. She did not retort, but just asked why.
Life on earth has its own secret ways As God always in the conscience stays. He speaks with us and makes us repent, And the wrong that we have done lament.