Be Not Deceived

ME, MYSELF AND I

Life started like a big joke, with me.

Myself unaware, I skip most important of places I had to be

I paid little or no attention to the dam who raised me

And so I thought, how life will always be, (with me)

Until she passed on, was when I got the sights to see

All hopes failed when she was taken up from me

O, how sour and raw life now tastes, for me

On the jagged edges, bent on my back did life dragged me

The only quiet prayer I knew was 'when shall I break free?'

In the quiet times, I told God not to save but strengthen me

I only needed the strength to endure all that was thrown at me

Salvation was not necessary when I only wanted to do me

Through it all, I'm fumbled how much peeps now love and adore me

The very ones who're once disgusted at the very sight of me

A Change in life is constant but not the changes that worked for me

Even as a kid I had, to go it all alone, to fend for myself

Bitter-sweet were those moments when I was all in all to myself

Of course I had family and friends but none this close than I was to myself

To the self-righteous, I was nothing short of the life of an elf

I was like a pack of books, snubbed by many on a librarian's outlawed shelf

Nobody dared to know a thing or two of me, so I kept it all to myself

So many nights I will be up eyes wide open wondering what to do with myself

I was deemed nothing good other than I knew of myself

I knew I had some surprise forth coming but none to share with than myself

I was my own counsel and if anything needed change all I had was myself

Hope came along when I figured there was more to this than just myself

It was nothing short of trials and tribulations to this humble kind of Self

Whose meek nature was inherited from the Greatest and Mightiest King of selves

And if being me was such an evil, I'd n'er wanted to be anything less of the king of elves

The new man that I become I owe to the Higher and Mighty I and I

The Father-Mother Creator who is more to behold with just an eye

The One whose least beauty surpasses the 'bling' of a sapphire

And the less the men think of me, the strong and bold He sets me up on high

I would never have known me and myself without this Greater I

The many who used to know me wonder which herbs I'm on for it lifts me so high

The same ones to whom I was just a comic miniature when my situation was this dire

It's still unbelievable how every time I talk and their responds synchronize a beautiful 'yes sire'

Though I was on about me, myself and I

I love to talk more of that which shines brighter and hotter than the fire

To live a life pleasing to him, my one and only heart desire

I'll stay fresh to death on my grind onto death when I retire

Until when it really balls down to living a life for hire

I try not to give it all up for me, myself and I

Me, I know a bit of and myself I have been but the one greatest is the One I