Ego Mania
We all have two sides fighting for supremacy one open and light the other subtle and controlling.
Ah, where to find a tranquil mind?
Ego rises like a darkened moon
Sweeping over the lunatic landscape
Of mankind
If we’re right you must be wrong, right?
When we say you make us angry it’s a lie.
Why?
Because it’s the ego that’s angry
Hearing its voice, gives a choice
Respond or not?
To rale against what is
At the expense of what could be
Oh, if we were but free of ego
Yet for that we need only
See through its disguise
To recognise
Not just the infantile screams
But its subtle schemes
That draw us into vanity
Lead us to calamity
How then to fight the tyrant?
To rave? To rant?
Mantras to chant?
No, opposition makes it worse
This curse
It should merely be ignored
Beware then of thoughts beginning I, My, Me
If we would be free
Not easy at first
As it does its worst
More twists than Satan’s serpent
As it wraps us in its coils
To enjoy its spoils
Of usurped life force
But its vicarious ploys
Cannot survive recognition
And of our own volition
Ignore them
‘Til it dies of starvation
Leaving us as intended,
Joyous throughout creation.
Mended
Excellent stuff, enjoyed the read.
Mike
Thanks Mike, Glad you enjoyed it mate. Keep well,
Tony