Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Pride

Pride approaches you
approaches ever slowly
as the rising tide

Your hand he will take
and skipping he leads you up
to dizzying heights

You chortle and laugh
marvel at your sheer greatness
your work is profound

All others are small
small and insignificant
like ants on a hill

How do the ants know
how can they speak and warn you
of your coming fall

The world is beneath
you alone stand at the summit
the peak of your ego

Suddenly pride turns
he is no friend to you now
with a sneer he shoves

Headfirst you descend
the warning rings in your ear
as you tumble downwards

Bruised and scraped
now at the base of your ego
the ants did speak truth

Humility is kind
though it's hard to acknowledge
you are but an ant

(well there we go. I wanted to write something, and I thought I'd experiment with haikus.)

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