The Ego War-A Poem

Compassion burning bright and strong,

Fire where there should be grace,

A long disdainful look appears upon her face.

The judgment which colors her eyes,

The soul clouded over,

No longer seeing the sky.

With judgment and menace,

Irritability and hurtful words,

Who is this woman?

She is the same one that was hurt.

Turning the emotions off,

Keeping it inside,

Seeing these as flying flags that redden a darkening sky.

See this warning waving,

Turn to seek release.

For when this judging maiden comes,

Understand she will turn into a beast.

There is always choice,

See what is fate.

Freedom always asks for a date.

Understand your choices,

Understand your light,

Understand your darkness and soften yourself for a fight.

Soften your judgment,

Look into your eyes.

Yes,

She is hurting,

She is someone who cries.

Breathe in colors of the golden white light,

Blow the shrouded clouds away so she can see her inner star of insight.

Instead of menace,

Ask for peace,

Hurtful words,

Release the beast.

Release her to a softened world,

Gentle and tame,

This tortured girl.

Tell her you love her,

Tell her you care.

Tell her harsh words cannot live there.

Speak kindly to yourself and to others too.

Be there for her because she is there for you.