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Your Ego's Removal

Updated on October 19, 2012

One morning I woke up and I was no longer a boy
I couldn’t pretend anymore or treat time like a toy
Once I had months or years to make my decisions
Now I have hours or seconds to learn all my lessons

My friends are finding out more about themselves
Some only care about their politics and not much else
It seems that their obsessions are all that need to be fed
And they say if you don’t agree then you can go drop dead

There are people with my blood who have hate in their heart
Sometimes where the water is deepest is where we should start
I understand that things happen to all of us as we age
But some stick to childhood fantasy’s instead of turning the page

The loudest voices tell us how they’re so dissatisfied
Were they wronged or do they just have something to hide?
Pointing fingers and changing the world is easier than living
They break mirrors and don’t forgive instead of just remembering

I’m trying to teach my children about loving their neighbor
If they don’t hurt you then why don’t you return the favor?
We consider all manner of justification for the error of our ways
Yet our neighbor has no chance because they are the one who pays

So many trust power in the hands of the ambitious
The crack in the bell makes us wonder what is fictitious
For others liberty started from the power of the people
And the eagle flew low over the shining seas without a ripple

The wake of our history shows we can never go back
The head winds confuse our direction so we recklessly tack
The assumption of how it used to be is painted by delusion
And the sails fill and billow by a future obscured by confusion

Can the written word of antiquity grant leave to our fears?
Do we look and not understand who caused the tears?
The assumption of greatness and exceptionalism is a curse upon us all
Our vessel has never known a time without suffering ambitions squall

I take my place inside your mind if only for a moment
I wonder if I can help relieve you of your torment
Think of your heart as a child reaching for its mother
And know that your enemy is really like any other

In the pursuit of perfection in everyone but yourself
A picture gazes upon you from its place on the shelf
Is it your own countenance reflecting your approval
Or is it mankind begging for your ego’s removal?


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    • The Suburban Poet profile image

      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Hi jandee. Thank you again for commenting on my poem. I try to look in the mirror every now and then without vanity as my purpose.

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      jandee 5 years ago from Liverpool.U.K

      Hello suburban poet, yes we all need to self criticize. Good meaning inyour write,

      best from jandee

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      Mark Lecuona 5 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you Kamalesh for reading and the kind remarks....

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      Kamalesh050 5 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

      I love the poem - you have written it Wonderfully. Great work my friend. Voted Up & Awesome.

      Best Wishes, Kamalesh