Pride Inside

I wrote this for a friend. He has even read it, but his pride keeps him from seeing it's about him.
Pride the deadliest of sins, well never ever let you make amends, for all your treasons, no matter what the reasons. The sin makes you separate from others making your side and them side. How does it feel to be alone with only you? Ahh no worries you will always have your pride. It creeps into your mind, slowly chewing all the slowing time. Pride feeds itself off your knowledge. You slowly begin to believe you are better than others, while your brain so speedily withers. It grows and grows until it knows no more. Then all of your knowledge, friends, and life will have departed because of this horrible sin you started. Now death is all that knocks at your door and Pride will be felt no more.

By Jared Lewis
Published: 11/6/2007
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