EGO 2

Go to a busy market place,

With a white paper sheet and a pen,

 Give one dot on the sheet for yourself.

Stand there for a few minutes,

Give one dot for each soul that comes.

Think of the traffic there in one day,

Give one dot for everyone you imagine.

You are standing only in one market place,

 Now think about all the market places,

All the places where human beings live,

Represent them on your paper with dots.

 Now think about the past, present and future,

Think about the time immemorial and infinite,

Put one dot on your paper sheet,

For each soul that comes to your imagination.

See the numerous dots with your microscope,

Now trace out the individual dot that represents you,

Do you see which one is you?   

Now you are lost among the jungle of dots,

“I” and “Mine” lost their existence.

Do you still have ego in you?

If Yes? Then You are a fool.

Note... My poem on EGO is directed towards myself only.