Thoughts In Mask

In the grand masquerade of the mind, a myriad of thoughts entwine Like masked courtiers, they attend, with whispers, subtle, and divine Some don the guise of virtue, with gentle voices, soft, and kind While others wear the visage of vice, with seductive whispers, dark, and unrefined The choice, dear heart, is yours to make, to heed the counsel of the wise, or the whispers of the snake To follow the path of righteousness, or to succumb to the allure of shame The decision, though fraught with peril, is yours, and yours alone to claim For in the realm of thought, the sovereignty of choice holds sway, like a monarch, supreme, and unassailed When you choose, choose wisely, dear heart, for the consequences of your decision will be yours to bear If you choose to follow the path of virtue, a reward awaits, like a sunrise, bright, and fair But if you choose to succumb to vice, a consequence awaits, like a midnight, dark, and cold as stone So weigh your options, dear heart, and choose with care, for the fate of your soul hangs in the balance, like a scale, poised, and fair There are thoughts that seek to destroy, like a vandal, with a heart full of malice, and a soul full of pain And there are thoughts that seek to bu