i built my house
and shuffled
from the bottom of the deck

it was not if
more like when
that it became a wreck

i blamed everyone
but myself
for what was in my hand

nothing remained
when it all came down
my house was built on sand

a mirror was hanging
in front of me
it’s where i had to look

i did not follow
“to thine own self be true”
integrity was forsook

with pain the mirror
had to become
a window to see thru

to free me
of my selfishness,
this i had to do

the world outside
i stood and tried
to look but could not see

that the world
outside my house
does not revolve ‘round me

foundations last much longer
not made
from sand and lime

they must be built
on bedrock
to stand the test of time

Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards