Pride Is A Thing

The words of the wise remain ours to recall
Pride is a thing that comes before a fall
A thing to the ego 'til death that is tied
This feeling that people refer to as pride

Of their every achievement and prize they have won
The mother and father feel proud of their daughter and son
In public they are all too willing to tell
Of how their son and daughter of late have done well

But the parents whose offspring is in jail serving time
Even though it may not be for a serious crime
Since this is a thing that is not worthy of a boast
To their incarcerated son and daughter they will not drink a toast

Pride is a pump the ego for to inflate
Losers the impressionable masses celebrate
In pride there is never any humility
This is how it is and how it always will be

Since it is a thing that is born of success
Pride does not live at a poor person's postal address
To the well inflated ego it seems to be tied
This feeling that is referred to as pride.