Defining lines in shifting sand,
Between the heart and guiding hand.
In quiet thought we search the light,
To know the path of wrong and right.
Not every voice that shouts is true,
Not every promise follows through.
For truth stands firm, both calm and strong,
A steady guide from right to wrong.
Our choices draw the lines we keep,
In words we sow and vows we reap.
Each step we take, both small and long,
Reveals the line of right and wrong.
So guard the heart and let it see,
What truth and kindness ought to be.
For in the good our lives prolong
The living line of right from wrong
MARYANN BOSAH 
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