Bruised Ego

You hurt my feelings. 
Boo hoo to me. 
I snap like a turtle. 
Boo hoo to you, too. 
The names we assign to 
Each other cut deep 
Until egos are battered and 
Totally bruised.

All this snipping and biting 
Does no good for anyone, 
Doesn’t resolve an iota of truth. 
It’s just a hold-over, 
A constant reminder of 
Stubborn resistance 
Born out of youth.

Grownups know better 
And reason should tell me 
That inflated ego 
Is my enemy. 
Truth is much stronger, and 
Right is the better half 
Of the equation… 
Better than me.

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