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who

chas mauldin

Who Is Me
ask god help to discern ego from god
is ego my mind and god my spirit
do i know when either is in control
when i become bold looking for gold
disappointed as i grow old who is it
when gold no longer becomes the prize
discovering that joy fills my eyes
which is better filled without or within
money is my sin when its placed first in my agend A
I IS ME MINE AND THE JOY SHALL FLEEE
Who do i seek to become free

chas mauldin has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 22/8/08. Read more of chas's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of chas's latest works:

love life vain

Submitted Feb 5th 2009, 20:18

scared of my self

Submitted Nov 17th 2008, 17:51

at last

Submitted Nov 17th 2008, 16:59