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EGO

I'm sorry that I hurt you
Sometimes my mind gets jammed
With opinions taking over
Then my words fill with command
It seems that those I'm closest to
Are the ones which take the brunt
My illusion of authority
A predator on the hunt
I feel I've got the answer
Even before I think it through
So before a wound can spread us
I must apologize to you
Lessons must be offered
Through patience not with force
As a trickle creates a canyon
By letting nature run it's course
Words should land like bubbles
Not like daggers and like blades
Passing thoughts through tender words
As a mime would pass charades
What I've seen collaborates
To create the list I know
I must live within my words
If I wish my lesson show
Creating art with spoken words
Is to paint a softer light
Shades of understanding
Brings focus to my sight
As though I know what's best for you
I say to follow this same street
With this I disclose my ego
And leave it lying at your feet
If I received the words I spoke
The ones with harshness underlying
Then perhaps I too would know
How a heart feels when it's crying

tb
(Aug. ‘00 - Tz)