His ego was so huge,
that everyone thought it was spectacular;
no one knew that it was just a bubbly, jellied balloon,
that beneath the gigantic elastic words,
lay a fragile, small mind.
They helped him to blow it up and massaged it,
it grew and grew until the center could no longer hold,
and the gigantic ego bubble burst,
all the fragility was set amok,
to open-mouthed looks of shock.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha