Is it right or is it wrong
and when do we ask the question?
In each daily movement,
or in each expression?

Do we ask it of ourselves
when in a bind or stuck
or do we go along
and just rely on luck?

Or maybe sense of habit
is what rules our daily fair
or a sense of conscience
tells us that we care?

What determines us asking
ourselves when in need
a answer to our query
and when do we heed?

Should I do this or that
I wonder to myself,
and wait for the answer
taken from a mental shelf?

If I bide my time I come to know
what I need to hear
if it's right I'll know it
and if it's wrong, I'll fear.

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