Morbidity of mindset, and melancholy moods
I find to be the bane of life, the wages it accrues.
The saddest plight of all, I guess; from which delusions free us-
Is, just as “Robbie” Burns once said, “To see as others see us”.
To see the pride, the lust for fame; the heritage of woe-
Which clings to all humanity, while dwelling here below.
The selfishness, deceit of self… our steps to deification-
Be it by the written word, or more often by oration.
Yet one does say, “That isn’t me; my motive’s altruistic”-
Well, if you’ve quite convinced yourself, you’ll never know you missed it
One thing which we alike possess is our inherent bent-
For our own exaltation… and, deem it time well spent.
It’s why divorce is common place, instead of mates, we’ve lovers-
I fear it’s always far too late, when one at last discovers…
The fact that life’s behind us, and we are all alone-
And all the goals we’ve set ourselves, have turned to air and flown.
I have a proposition, for your consideration-
Make cultivating others a full-time occupation.
And then you shall discover, if others you can please…
There’ll be no difficulty, in putting self at ease.
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