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!