The Ego Poem by RIC BASTASA

what bursts outside
those that explode and still try to entice
into not believing
what truths lie so obvious
inside the heart
the still pond is as cool as ice
it always tells what
you are
and yet you care not to listen

what stillness has this
that your conscience keeps
there is no equation for
the troubles that we seek
to conquer

there is mother
and grandpa always telling us
to keep right
to do right
to speak the truth
and always triumph