Pride

Pride stands tall on a fragile throne, Blinded by glory, it walks alone. The seeds of arrogance deeply sown, In a field where true wisdom’s unknown. The path it treads, a treacherous trail, Where virtues falter, and morals pale. A journey marked by a hollow hail, Leading hearts to a destined fail. And I believe, when your days are through, There's a place down there for people like you.