O To Know Oneself

When once asked to introduce who I was, I found it thanklessly daunting a task, My thoughts made me wonder with a long pause: Who's known him well— one forever wearing a mask? The one in heart seems still far from my core, A stranger still, more an unknown shadow, Though a witness to my thoughts, acts and lore, But I know a pretender—in friend's garb a foe! My body's a tooth brush—to use and throw, Mind, a monkey—out and eager to trick, And intellect, not but a walking stick, With them I struggle hard O to evolve and grow. Not real me, the impostor sure I know— He that struts around calling him ego! ________________________________________ Sonnets | 09.06.13 |