Beware of “Me” demons, magnetic and clingy
Contagious, burgeoning, justified and sneaky
They smother the truth and obscure it with sin
And cover the place where light likes to come in
They press into sadness and go undeterred
In the doubt and entitlement shaping our world
They posture and grandstand, and all it will do
Is turn up the noise of your “Me” demons, too
That thing that I’m good at, that gift I’ve been given
They let it sustain me, by it I am driven
Oh, they’ll find a way to make self-satisfaction
My number one, central, enslaving attraction
They bother me so! Should I keep them inside
Where the other temptations and selfish thoughts hide?
Perhaps I confess my thoughts to another?
And expose the places where these demons hover?
But I’m drowning in kids, I’m busy this season
Now, what was I doing? And what was my reason?
My focus, so finite, each new start, derailed
And my, what a marvelous color on my nails
The solution that says “Just do X, Y, and Z”
Tells me I rescue, I save, yes, me me me me
The time that is wasted, the life that is lost
They try to convince me “It’s no real great cost”
There is hope for sure (though hope’s tempting to hate)
If we humbly offload our agendas and wait
O, wretched demons! I long to be free
But I’m caught up by wonder and worry for Me