Notes About The Poem

image from psychologytips.com

poem submitted to "My Worst Enemy" poetry contest, Margarita Lillico, sponsor, August 16,2026

Tabula Rasa

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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace