Pride
Pride

Pride

This is probably one of the most ironic poems I have ever… Ok, maybe I can’t say that. Apparently, I often write poems full of warnings to myself, which ends up creating interesting paradoxes. Next week, I’ll share a poem about creating envy in others, which I wrote at a time when I expected to do just that with my poems. That’s the kind of thing I do with poetry.

This poem is like that as well. It’s a warning to myself, because I had just discovered a new talent, and I feared I was getting a little ahead of myself. It’s the second poem I ever wrote, and bears the marks of a poet who really didn’t know what she was doing yet, but it holds a special place in my heart because unlike my previous attempt, I managed to say what I was actually thinking, rather than creating so much misdirection that even I occasionally forget what that first poem was about.

This poem goes by the name “Pride” in some places, and “The Predictable Fate” in others. I like them equally, so I chose to entitle this post with one name, but have affixed the other below. That’s probably the most confusing thing about this poem, so I hope you get a kick out of the rest.

The Predictable Fate

Sometimes I think I’m someone

But a time must come

When I realize I’m not

Never mind what I thought

The tales I told so tall

Will start to crumble and fall

And I will tumble

For I am humbled

I’ll lie in the dust

For collapse I must

This is what happens to the great

It is the only predictable fate

Still, in time I may rise

Just to reach for the prize

Not to gain my pride

But to glory him who died

I will pursue his way

I will praise his name

This is what happens to the meek

It is what the wise ever seek

4 Comments

    1. Thanks for enjoying my post! Thank you especially for taking the time to digest and process the things I’ve written. That is a far better way of confirming that it’s meaningful, than simply saying “I liked it” or “It’s deep”, and it means a lot to me. May it be that you find all my work similarly engaging.
      With grins,

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