Self Indulgence

A stranger came to me one day, in a precarious way What he wanted of me, well, it's kind of hard to say He talked and I listened attentively with mind He spoke as though he knew me; as though his message a sign So, I dismissed with my inhibitions and began to relax He came, not to get me, it was simply a task He criticized past endeavors and warned of future plans He said that my destination is to face life's tribulations, and my task is to endure and withstand He talked of universal existence and my existence he made plain He insisted that I make my life objective and survival my aim He talked of time to come, of things yet to be perceived He cautioned of life's extremities and his cautions I heeded. He talked of dexterity and the riches of youth He inforced in me vast potentials and instilled in me mass truths He bestowed upon me answers, answers men have never found Neither from their pages blessed and bound He said within me the key to reality was conceived And locked doors I could unlock if in my self I would believe He proclaimed in himself all things I confide And promised, through life's obstacles, to serve as my guide I had a feeling I knew this stranger and that he was a fathomless part of me... The part I vaguely listen to and could never see I asked, "If in life you are needed in what domains do you reside ?" For a moment he looked startled then he said, "Your inner side". Then it dawned on me suddenly from where this stranger had come. Before he departed he wished me well. And said with knowledge as my ammunition I could never fail In accomplishing my goals and succeeding in life Then he sharply retorted, "But you must take my advice." I was vigilant and informed after that stranger had left Because I allowed myself the pleasure of indulging in my self.