It should be lovely to behold,
It could even be a wonderful thing,
But if that’s not—
What’s inside your vile mind,
You can call it: artistic expression,
And mask your eyes,
Behind the darkened tones
Of your broad strokes.
It should inspire you to greater heights,
It could even change your world-view,
But if evil is your real intent,
You can call it: creative license,
And disguise your message,
Behind the flowing ink
Of your wicked pen.
It should move your heart to compassion,
You could even be a new creation,
But if it’s self-serving,
You can call it: religious freedom,
And cloak your idolatry,
Behind the bully pulpit
And the choir’s singing.
By: ElRoy © 2019
Listen to TobyMac—Lose My Soul song
Commentary: Do you know any adults you wish you could tell: “Why don’t you grow up already”? Narcissism, pathological self-absorption, first identified as a mental disorder by the British essayist and physician Havelock Ellis in 1898. Narcissism is characterized by an inflated self-image and addiction to fantasy, by an unusual coolness and composure shaken only when the narcissistic confidence is threatened, and by the tendency to take others for granted or to exploit them. The disorder is named for the mythological figure Narcissus, who fell in love with his own reflection. According to Sigmund Freud, narcissism is a normal stage in child development, but it is considered a disorder when it occurs after puberty.
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