Beware of My Peril
The Word of God equates me with haughtiness
Highlighting evil of arrogance…
Declaring that my arrival brings shame
Along with contention and conflicts
Warning the wise against my folly
Exposing the prudent midst my ill effects:
Failure, fall, and frustration’s miseries
Driving down my adherents toward humiliation
Leading my supporters into destruction
Conquering souls to wallow in vain glory
Imprisoning exalted self-righteousness around futility's abyss …
Beware of my peril: I AM PRIDE*!
*Proverbs 8:13 The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth.
April 2, 2019
Edited on February 26, 2020
4th place, "Warning" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux; judged on 3/15/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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