Sunday, April 12, 2015

Self

Just when I feel
The World is mine
Power, glory and fame
All so addictive
And enthralling
At that moment, 
My Self is torn down
In His plan
To make my Self 
Lose it's shine
An ego brought down
To nothing
It's through the same cracks
That I had patched up
He strikes, to show 
That I am what I am 
Only because He made me so

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