Pride Is Brittle, It Breaks Before It Gives

At times I wish I could be……. -Just like everybody else But then I feel I could get better -Being true to myself with everybody else I am hard, strong & so unstable, -emotions running wild and rampant -deep and pensive my soulful thoughts Though a shame to waste such depth in sorrowful indifference -because I know that I am brittle Broken, alone, dry and fallen -a little stick shaped for the lord’s greater purpose …………………..So I yearn ……………and I yearned I yearned and I wished I could be -Just like everybody else But then I heard I can be greater -im made and shaped for humble-loving-kindness I can be better, for love is strongest & far greater -a gift of sacrifice & forgiveness, a force without resistance Just like the seas vast boundless and bare, a force prideness cannot conceal