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Ego

Lower Self Awareness

It’s a remnant of humanity’s animal
Nature. The human ego is the thinking mind.
Dualistic in nature, it is a complex
Mental construct. Self-centered, it only respects
What promotes its survival. It can be unkind
To others in the process of being social.

The ego attaches itself to a label
Or to many to reinforce its survival
And its dominance as one’s source of existence.
It is always on the offense or the defense.
It’s too impatient to wait for the arrival
Of intangible guidance. It’s just not able.

The ego is a person’s ordinary state
Of consciousness. It’s naturally self-centered.
All humans operate based upon their ego’s
Level of consciousness. We can learn much from those
Who’ve transcended the ego. Its quest is absurd
And unhealthy. Only illness does it create.

Mental constructs are programmed by society
And past karma. The core of the ego is pride
And narcissism. It’s extremely tenacious
And clever. It cherishes what is audacious.
In the light of enlightenment it cannot hide.
We improve, but we can’t ever be ego free.

When You Are Old

Prepare For What Is Coming

When you are old and grey and you are full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, kindly take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the ultra-softness
Of the look your eyes once had. You are an actress
In the way you’ve forsaken me. One day you’ll look
With your eyes of deep shadows and bitterly weep.

How many loved your moments of glad grace? And how
Many knew but your beauty with love false or true?
Yet one true lover loved the pilgrim soul in you.
Loving you was the only thing that I could do.
Several times rejected, I can’t feel but blue.
Will my heartache and sorrow be etched in your brow?

As this is addressed to you from my open heart
Which cherishes the sorrows of your changing face
And of your bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur a little sadly that love was not ours.
Memories of how things might have been you’ll embrace
With a bittersweet conscience. I’ll not be a part.

How love fled paced upon the mountains overhead
And sadly hid his face among a crowd of stars
Desperately hoping that my lover will see
That the best thing in her life could well have been me.
Present tense is the storage place of our memoirs.
You may know in your heart every tear that I’ve shed.

A More Ethical Workplace?

Human Resource Empowerment

My boss tells me to lie to my clients sometimes.
Faking it ‘til I make it is not quite my way.
Yet that’s what is expected of me at my work.
It’s as if when truth is spoken, folks go berserk.
Companies and their values can lead folks astray
Of their moral makeup due to innocent crimes.

People do things to others that aren’t very nice
Just because they can do them with no consequence
That’s substantial enough to encourage a change
In aberrant behavior. And it isn’t strange
That in lieu of a conscience, the uncommon sense
Is to sell one’s humanity at the best price.

Mothers lie to their young children, and that is fine.
Any act done in pure love is always ok.
If a gunman would ask me where people are hid
I would lie to deter him. My heart would forbid
Giving him the advantage. It isn’t my way.
My own spirit will tell me when I’ve crossed the line.

Life is not based on morals but humanity.
Morals change with the ages, and peoples, and lands…
But the pure human heart knows what is right from wrong.
Moral compasses are built but are not so strong
When selfish ego motives outweigh the demands
Of the earth and the whole human society.