Pride

Pride is a peacock strutting his plumage, 
Climbing the ego escalator, 
Bubble-wrapped in vanity and 
Void of all humility, 
Vainglory arrogance taken to the nth degree.

Snobbery trumps self-esteem and 
Dignity yields to vain conceit, 
And honor becomes a stranger 
Begging quarters for a bite to eat.

But then…
Nothing’s wrong with hubris tempered 
With a skosh of self-respect, 
An ornamented mystery 
Where truth and logic intersect.

Pride in appearance, 
Pride in community,
Pride in the nation that we serve. 
Pride in our yearning for liberty 
Gives us the freedom we deserve.

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