The place of ego
I know it well
It’s been my friend, a lover
The words that kept me
From moving forward
Kept me from going up when I was down
Created illusions that comforted me
Showed me doors
With superficial treasures
What grace brought me to this authenticity?
What gift showed me the right road, the correct path to the door of this peace
I now know?
I am not sure
Still the ego’s trappings remain a friend to me
The billionaire’s song
Vanity’s allure
The knock upon the door
That says
Come in
Old friend
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