Denial is more than a river in Egypt,
It is a negligent way of coping with life.
Ego’s way of putting off the true,
Rather than dealing directly with the strife.
“I didn’t do that, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t”,
these are the words of denial:
Warped attempts of displacing blame,
Avoiding a reprisal.
Its ironic how we refuse to accept,
To place blame where blame is due;
Especially when we are to blame,
For doing what we do.
We do denial to avoid the pain,
That eats at our own conscience;
It is a vain attempt to save face,
One of ego’s mechanisms of defense.
The opposite of denial,
Is to accept responsibility;
To admit and acknowledge our fault,
To the best of our ability.
Most important, do first what’s right.
Then we have nothing to deny;
That deflates denial,
Giving ego nothing to hide.