Ego Becomes Your True Idol Poem by Mark Heathcote

Ego Becomes Your True Idol



You disguised yourself as a deity,
And, this disgusts me.
And, even now worship - yourself
Everything is prefabrication.
(Ego becomes your true idol)
Gods - always watching they say
I question if his son ever came
If he ever left, turning his back
If he ever came went quietly away.

God, he's always with me, and you
Beyond the movies formed in our mind.
Silence, stillness black & white?
Beyond each frozen, still, colour frame
(Ego becomes your true idol)
God is always, mystically, moving
Maybe your ego pleases him.
Maybe, it deceives the shadowless -
Into believing they too have our bodily form.

Saturday, July 4, 2015
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