Short Egotism Poems
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when speaking the truths
is called " bad attitudes , "
arrogances
or egotisms,
remember that some victim players
are on different stages.
Egotism is the anesthetic that deadens the pains of stupidity
It lowers the shield that lets one think they have complete validity
Nothing embarrassing have I ever done
Nothing stupid or silly under the sun
Never my own horn did I toot
My perfection you can't dispute
I've out lived everybody who could tell anyone
Egotism
is far from altruism,
it's sustained by a glory so vain and fragile;
amassing wealth as the impulsive imbecile...
shunning a guilt so perceptible.
Their riches were to be shared by many:
to prosper, love and pray
trustfully.
LUCKY
wish
you'd best watch
cause you could feel
lucky
truth
be prepared
cause you could meet
regret
life
consciousness
by human standards
egotism
old
archaic word
a timeless tradition
genetics
to blind the horizons of synthetic normalcy
or deafen the boundaries of a static establishment
Form:
Academicians …
masticating and
grinding their ‘truth’
Spewing out
what they would have us swallow
in gagging choking egotism
Regurgitating it back
in the toxic chunder
of a narcissistic reality
Papering the walls
of modern thought
with the bibs of their retching
As they hide within
their ivory towers
—festering in mass
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: September, 2023)
The clouds pass silently above
On their way to infinity;
Sojourners drifting in the sky;
Compliantly acquiescent
to whims of dominating winds.
Our paths to perpetuity
are like those hovering above:
Short time stays in this dimension
crammed with egregious egotism;
Marvel at insignificance
as though it were significant.
Our egos pass, notwithstanding,
into amnesic nothingness.
What I have in my bag
is a very glittering gift
I want to enjoy it alone
but something says “back off”
This gift in my bag is golden
no human can resist egotism
to share is a nightmare case
all I desire is enjoy it alone
Truly much love I have for it
but it is not my thing alone
people gave it in good faith
yet in bad faith I possess it
For common good power is
but an opium it is once got
The gods looked down upon the plebes
and roared a loud thunderous laugh.
Those arrogant humans never
Learn. They spend precious time flirting
Audaciously with foolishness;
They set their eyes toward heaven
And expect to achieve greatness.
By whose precious standards do they
Trust determining their greatness?
Their own supreme egotism
Suffices as their bellwether
And so therein lies their weakness
A trait exclusively human.
A nasty, string of wood carvings
Bellowing scripted atrocities
Successfully distracting the masses.
The village idiot has risen to power
Playing the part with inflated lungs of egotism
Against the backdrop of looming globalism.
Greedy, seedy, needy, speedy, targets
Of wasted life in the hot sand.
He tries to build a castle
Only to have it blown away by the dry wind.
Dry wind, the bad breath of evil
The falling of another empire.
A selfish yes
An unkind no
Blind eye to pain
Deaf to insane.
Pray how
does one retrace
for to find that forgotten face
to touch that trembling hand
the soft unheard to hear
the blank unseen to see.
Pray how
does one unchain
a lifetime of links serpentine...
I hooked to me
me addicted to I
I for me
and me for me.
All the ways and all the days
all of the all of everything
that always be
just for me.