EGOMANIA

It would be good if one could write a perfect verse
Of Truth; a poem which expresses the reverse
Of falsity and delusion. Man is trapped in illusion,
Vast populations dwell in massive confusion,
Because of a dire disease called egomania,
Stretching from the Arctic down to Australia.

Symptoms of egomania obsure Real Being,
The Knowledge of True Self without realy feeling,
The pure bliss of consciousness awareness grace,
Realising 'That' as one's own original face,
Not the one we see in the silvered mirror glass,
That idolatry is one through which we must pass.

The way to achieve this more blessed sacred state,
Is by Self Enquiry, before it is too late.
We enquire within through attention 'Who Am I?',
And persist resolutely before we die.
Then the perfect Poem is unveiled to be you,
One's own pure loving Self. 'That' is really true!