Big Egos Are Swelling

In the Human World of more of the humble we are in need
So many of the egotistical far too many indeed
The impressionable masses the praises of the wealthy celebrities may sing
But i only admire those who do their own thing
And live in their own way and never join in the ego swelling crowd
The egos are swollen where voices are loud
In a time when those into self promotion are no longer few
The me, myself and i syndrome is something that is no longer new
Many praise those who already have known far too much praise
Our love affair with material success never ceases to amaze
Big egos are swelling where people do meet
I long for a place far from the noisy street
Where the only sounds one hear are the soughing of the breeze
And the songs of the birds on the bushes and trees.