VANITY AND NARCISSUS
Vanity
is a goddess,
Who
fell from humbled grace;
Narcissus
knows her well,
He
shares in her disgrace.
Their
wordy pride has gone extreme,
puffing up their self-esteem,
Giving
them neurotic dreams,
That their beauty is unique.
They
place form in front of value,
And
image in place of truth;
Their
egos are inflated,
To think that they own youth.
Their
clothing wears a price tag,
And
their deeds a self-conceit;
Their
nature is so arrogant,
They
make us all feel cheap.
Their
whole effort is in vain,
Putting
other life to shame,
Self-respect
has gone insane,
No
modesty at all.
Oh,
so self-defending,
They
know what's right and wrong,
Their
art work is perfection,
Their
body built so strong.
Best
friends with their rearview mirror,,
No
compliment s too good;
They
think our lives are their keepsake,
To do with as they would.
They
forget:
Each
person has their virtue,
Given
them with birth,
Five
billion people live on this planet,
Each with equal worth.
And
that no note alone can sing a harmony,
No
matter how sweetly it is sung;
They
cannot perceive true beauty,
Caught up in self-love.
So
Narcissus and Queen Vanity,
See
now your insanity?
Live
please for humanity,
and
share your love with others!