Ego Poem by Ryan Lee Morris

Ego is the demon seed, rooted in our minds.
Being right, for what is deserved.
But what is deserved?
Are we so entitled, that we are above the next?
What of the struggles of the helpless?
Are we more deserving than those who were born with nothing?

Spirit is the presence of God within our being.
Doing right for another's needs.
What is need?
The requirement of another for their existence.
Expectation is not need, but a feeling of entitlement.
For if we are entitled, then isn't another.
We do unto others as we receive ourselves.

Ego is simply an illusion.
The inner mirror of which we stare into.
It is the binding of our mind to our bodies.
And the separation of our actions to our inner God.
Ego wants control, so God cannot have it.
Ego's quest is to be right.

If one is right, then another is wrong.
For who is it that likes to be wrong?
If we are trying to prove to another, right to our self.
We are robbing another's right of self.
For ego says we are the biggest Giant of all.
But the bigger we are,
The harder we fall.