"Conflict"

This bit of prose was inspired by something pointed out by our dear Guido, our Pharmolo, when he wrote about choices.  The person who is speaking in this is conflicted about Good and Evil, as if they were visible entities.  The person is confronting them, looking for a reason to choose the one or the other, I call it "Conflict".

I beseech and implore you

to toss me a key

which wouldst open a door

that I may worship one of thee.

To whom I belong

has n'er been clear

but I've my own choice

in my heart, very near.

'Tis one or the other,

I believe in no further designs,

yet in my belief

I am looking for signs,

and both have shown me none

show me but one! and all would be forfeit

as regards one of thee

whilst the other

would enjoy my true loyalty.

I cannot cope with such a power,

not on this earthly level -

so I shall await the hour

when one of thy servants

be it angel or devil,

shall visit my questions

and bless me with knowing

the name of the ancient vanity

to whom my homage I'd be showing.

Now is the time -

let it not be wasted

in not granting a sign,

hence, I do beg this favor:

Show me a presence

that I can define -

have you the look of a swine

or that of a savior?

And do I worship the one

because it has beauty?

Alas I would rather worship none,

were that the case,

for whatever beauty lies upon a face

lies not always within

so with that I'd be done

feeling not your chagrin.

Yet evil does not always show ugly

on the face of a man -

so I must be sure

of all that I am seeing

if it bewithin your plan

to visit me in the guise of a human being. 

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