Falls Of Tragic Height
Where vanity and pride have sown
Their seeds of arrogance and strife,
A poisoned chalice to one’s life.
With haughty heart and lofty air,
They build a tower, tall and fair,
Ignoring those of lesser state,
And sealing their impending fate.
For pride, a beast of monstrous size,
Can blind the heart and dim the eyes,
And lead to falls of tragic height,
When shattered dreams dispel the light.
Humility, a gentler art,
Can mend the soul and heal the heart,
For in its depths, true strength resides,
As ego’s castle slowly slides.
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