Each day awakens with promise
My loving heart awash in joy
Though honestly I am remiss
Not to mention my Ego’s toy
While I strive to offer loving praise
As I walk my challenging path
My Ego’s toy finds many ways
To impart its misplaced wrath
My Ego siezes each moment
When I find my guard is down
To move its toy ahead hell-bent
On tarnishing the Master’s crown
It relishes each pained mistake
To act on its devious ploy
There is no higher cost at stake
Ashamed, I am my Ego’s toy.
Richard
I'm still at war with mine. Yet, someday ... somehow ...
Kathy