To Any Form Of Love

Poem By Francis Duggan

Self love is a good thing in a moderate way
Of people with it the Human World is in need of more today
For their sort are known to be compassionate and kind
And to the helping of others are willingly inclined
But an over-inflated sense of self worth to any form of love does not belong
Though one could say of narcissism it is self love gone wrong
In the twenty first century promotion of self has become an in thing
And too many their own praises only too willing to sing
Narcissistic people live only for self till the day they do die
So much for the age of me, myself and i
The wise old grandmother said to her grandson
If you cannot love yourself you cannot love anyone
But of course she was not talking of narcissism which is self love gone wrong
Since to any form of love this does not belong.

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