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.