Reality Of Ego's Feelings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Finding that my ego is an infinite part of an inner life,
and not suffering from any deficiencies.

Always instantly learning and accepting ideals of reason
and logic, constantly being accumulated by intellect just
for this particular purpose.

Interiorly, my ego readily says it's sorry when it has
pained or hurt another person. a reality of it's feelings
is tantamount when dealing with others.

Sanctioning the pursuit of knowledge, my ego has become
an entity to be reckoned with.