Pride Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

Pride



On things he did, the man was not been satisfied
He continued to reach the thing that he has planned
And that was to put recognitions in his hand
He walked on the pathway with darkness as his guide
And started to join the unending evil’s ride
The reasons of himself through the expected days
Is to get and achieve fame; wanting to be praised
He has forgotten to look at his greedy pride
O’er the nights, selfish thinking was his companion
And the thirsty and hungry thought were in his head
Dwelling in his brain, leading him in bad motion
Motivating his soul not to be contented
O, if on unrighteous way, he made him follow,
His own self, his thoughts and his pride will make him low.

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