Pride’s Nasty Nature

Oh pride! Why bother yourself with disguise?
With subtle ease you raise your wicked head.
When humble seeks defeat, you dictate self instead,
Ruling forlorn subject, arranging sure demise.
In reckless salutation, you cleave to clever guise.
Relief from your prison heralds honor retread,
Only to return with stubborn vengeance widespread,
Expanding settled boundaries under watchful eyes.
Oh pride, you kill man before his rightful time,
Poisoning the mind, causing people to defend.
For pride, you only teach how to pretend.
We were not made to walk alone in your grime
Pride, prey upon us with puffery no longer,
For the universes one true Ruler is much stronger.

The Ocean’s Charm

The soft sand swirls gently in the air,
Caressed by the fingertips of weather so fair.
The wind whips up a warm summer breeze,
That ever so gently sways the palm trees.

The cool blue water reeks of pure delight,
Enticing people to enter without a fight.
As waves steadily roll in, one by one,
They crash into frothy foam as if all is fun

Not a sound can be heard except for the waves,
And the seagulls that give battle cries like braves.
Circling the sky in majestic flight,
Looking for crumbs, ready to pick a fight.

The clouds lounge lazily in the sky.
Creating figures to amuse the eye.
A mother calls her daughter in from play.
For the charms of the ocean last more than one day.