Grab a chair,
let’s have a talk,
confront my ego
one on one.
It grabs a smoke
asks for a drink,
then stared at me
eyes did not blink.
I looked right back
straight in the eye,
then smiled so bright
disarmed all fights.
“What do you want?”
Ego’s first words,
so strong and bold
self held control.
I said with ease,
“Let’s call a truce,
let’s work as one,
share balanced views.
I know you’re scared
way deep inside,
both fear and grief
make self-doubt hide.
You protect me,
supply my pride,
yet I’m your key
and purest guide.”
Ego replies,
so slick and sly,
” My great ally,
do not judge me,
within my eyes
lives all you see.
You’re in my chest,
speaking my truth,
giving me rest,
easing my blues.
You’re in my smile
and in my charm,
you give me warmth
keep me from harm.”
A blurry mirror
then showed me,
the ego side
I failed to see.
Accepting it,
set us both free,
to love ourselves,
through all degrees.
United to find harmony,
and figure out how to agree.,
we slowly built camaraderie,
resolving conflicts peacefully,
knowing our capabilities,
we partnered up infinitely,
loving ourselves entirely,
allows love to spread outwardly.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on July 6, 2021
