Conscience Like A Cloud

 

The was a day back long ago, when walking through the breeze

I saw a kid, gave him a shove, it knocked him to his knees

I took from him a fifty pence that shone under the sun

And craftily I sped away as fast as I could run!

 

But unbeknownst to me a cloud had watched me and my deed

And it followed me like a shadow up high, judging my act of greed

It sat outside my window, darkest grey it blocked the light

It followed me to school and then back home again at night

 

I felt more guilty by the day, just what had I been thinking

Weeks past and it was clear the cloud did not intend on shrinking

Until one day I realised what it was I had to do

Swallow my pride, undo the deed, and see the whole thing through.

 

So I went back to playground where I’d done my awful things

And I saw the little boy staring at me, stood over by the swings.

I walked up to him, smiled, and gave him back his 50p.

And just before I walked away I said simple ‘I’m sorry’

 

He smiled a bit and I grinned a lot and walked with newfound pride

The guilt residing in my stomach had well and truly died

And the cloud above my head went from a grey to purest white

I watched it fly away and knew that things would be alright.

Reviews

[Sasha]

I love this. This might make me mean, but I laughed a bit at the first stanza. The rhyme and flow are excellent which made this a really easy, enjoyable read. When I read it, I took it literally and thought of an actual cloud looming above the speaker's head wherever he went, but it also works from a figurative standpoint. Either way, I appreciate the sentiment behind it and the ending tied it all together really nicely. Excellent job.