The Proud

Pride exalts itself It cannot ask for help It cannot even pray Humbly kneel today It never bows to ask It wears a stoical mask Pride can breed anger Can't forgive the offender It goes for years in heights A pedestal of Rights Knows only 'I, me, mine' As long as Self is fine No pity, no compassion Only selfish emotions It cannot say 'I'm sorry' Though mistakes are many It craves full attention Wearing self-exaltation Seeks applause of men Its name up there again The Spirit, it cannot receive In self-effort it believes Not really needing God- Pride? Makes me so very sad. 'Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.' (Proverbs 16: 18) 'In his pride the wicked does not seek Him; in all his thoughts there is no room for God.' Psalm 10: 4 by Cynthia A. Buhain-Baello Sunday, April 26,2009