EGO
Drop that beauty and rest assure,
no one will knock on your ugly door.
Whatever happened to inner grace?
Nowadays it's all about a thin, shallow face.
Values have changed, EGO has won,
caring and giving are long since gone.
I'm worried sick to my inner core!
What are we really striving for?
Oh, EGO you are the unbattled king!
Such a strange, peculiar thing.
We all stand alone in this wreck of a soul.
Judgement day - is that really our goal?
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2007-12-25 at 12:35
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