Poem 1: Pride

Hello sir pride
How do you do ? I do well, thank you
How do you feel when people see through you ?
Are you humbled, flattered or rude ?
Honored when you get a nude ?
We've met countless times
Each contact seasoning, thyme

Do you bath in chambers filled with women ?
Or mock others, alongside men ? 
Love and hate describe me to you
But you don't feel the first part, do you?
Angry birds sing my song 
Broken words on my tongue 

My river of tears  you fill
My stubborn mind, you drill 
Use me, hurt me, throw me away ! 
Do you feel better at the end of the day ? 

You are crucial, but yet so wicked 
Your heart of stone, I sadly bled 
No mercy, no compassion 
You make me hate passion 

The fools I loved and the dubious friends I kept
Oh dear Pride, you owe me, debt 
Shame on you, Shame on me
I should have known better, this my plea 

I was born naked,wet and hungry 
And so were you 
So tell me, sir Pride
What does that make of you ? 

-The Alpha Female 


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