Path of Pride
Path of Pride
Life is filled with daily choices,
some are easy, others not.
Discernment used between the voices
convict emotional endings sought.
Feelings fueled by poisoned passion,
traits we often try to hide.
Anger, bitterness, in-compassion,
worst of all, our stubborn pride.
A lethal weapon in its right,
strong as steel and double edged.
Uncontrolled yet gripped so tight,
securely in our way it's wedged.
It cuts a path before our steps,
moving forward like a dredge.
It builds us up and knocks us down
and often leaves us on a ledge.
The fuel of pride will drive our ways,
leave us lost or give us gain.
We choose to let it fill our days
with joy and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A story's all we leave behind,
tailings high on either side.
Lift your eyes and choose your way
as you cut your path with pride.
-Jeannie Minor
Copyright © Jeannie Cronin | Year Posted 2015
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