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poem submitted to "My Worst Enemy" poetry contest, Margarita Lillico, sponsor, August 16,2026
I entered life tabula rasa, a spiritual being, a blank slate, my life unpainted on a piece of masa with no ego to sate. But my ego grew before I knew how spirit bends when shadows speak; it found the doubts I clung to, too, weakening me, unable to spiritually seek. It shrouded the signals the spirit sends the mercies placed at every hand~ the rainbow the sunshine bends, the blue-violet dusk that glorifies the land. And here’s the truth I long denied: a tainted picture ego did draw, and I’m the one who lets its shadow dwell inside until at my self-esteem it did gnaw. So now I walk the inner way~ crucifying the ego’s strength and claim. For God’s guidance I doth pray, vowing, “Ego, thy shall no longer my spirit defame!” Although ego’s voice still tries to rise, I greet it with a pilgrim’s grace knowing it’s my worst enemy who wears many a disguise. Now I’m a braver, enlightened soul finding its place.
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