The Balance of Pride

I toy with that deadly gravity that we know to be Pride.
 Trying to use it just enough to be me
 Without allowing it to become the idol of life,
 The driving force of a dark tide.

 I use it to better myself without looking down on others.
 To reach my goals, for Pride turns dreams
 Into realities that should be reached responsibly
 For the surrounding competition is comprised of sisters and brothers.

 We all have our own battle with Pride, some doing well.
 Others, not so well.
 And, so, we find ourselves living the life of a  fluctuating
 Battle of energies. Pride. The energy unquelled.

 “Pride goeth before destruction and an haughty spirit before a fall”
 To be led by Pride is head to failure.
 To be sucked in by that black hole of ignorance
 Where we become nothing, believing we’re walking tall.

 The amazing artwork of deceit, it’s important to see Pride for what it is.
 To know Pride is to understand Pride
 To understand Pride is to control Pride
 To control Pride is to live with your eyes open and see Pride for what it is.

 Therein lies the Balance of Pride.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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