The truth comes intruding what was a happy mind
And promises much if I go ahead,
It doesn’t really matter if I cross that line
I’ll be better off by doing what it says.
The thought comes invading with the power of suggestion
Offering thoughts of what I’d really lose,
If I don’t go ahead in the spirit of co-operation
Did I really think I had the power to choose.
The thought is a temptation coming from without
Of my mind as I just received,
I must not give it room else I give it clout
For sin brings death once it has conceived.