The beauty within, cries false as the beauty without takes over
Trumped up ego and materialistic want cave true love’s blossom
Crawling back to simplicity, erred on wipes their brow.
Nothing new, just varied form… ego does as ego is.
Like the lumberjack robbing the world of majestic beauty
Shallow and fickle ego removes any evidence of serenity
The blind that see, the deaf that hear, unconsciously conscious