Like Many More Poem by Francis Duggan

Like many more I have too big an ego I too am shackled by conceit and pride
And I too have not learned much from living though time is definitely not on my side
Some prophets still claim that the meek the Earth will inherit if this be so what chance is there for me
For one who has not learned much from living to happiness could never hold the key.

Like me too many too fond of their own selves and an egoless
person I've yet to meet
And the down to earth person is a rare species a common human frailty self conceit
If there is such a thing as re-incarnation I'd like to return as a dog maybe
A faithful dog who is loved by his master and of any sort of ego I'd feel free.

Each time I attend gatherings and parties big egos all around me I can see
And every one is blowing their own trumpet the same old story I, myself and me
They have me on the defence with some of their questions such as for a living what sort of work do you do?
I feel like telling them mind their own business what I do with my life should not matter to you.

I am aware I have too big an ego and our egos get the better of us all
And there is so much truth in the saying that pride it always comes before a fall
I envy other creatures their pure innocence it is not for ego that the songbird sing
But in the breeding Season to defend his borders and that to me seems such a natural thing.

Like many more I have too big an ego a fact of life of which I should not lie
And far too many mop heads like me out there who only think of me, myself and I
In Third World Countries people dying of hunger and there is war that gives rise to death and misery and pain
And here am I one with a monster ego like so many others out for my own gain.