Little Boy Pride
Makes a name in vain,
Eyed by cohorts of envy
And classes of shallow lamenters.
In rooms of achievement,
Silent sneers concealed
By his Shadow –
Expectation fueled his desire.
Anglican choir; still sins remain,
Peaks of misgivings
And Pride’s bane.
Girls’ eyes glint of curiosity,
Puppets of greed for stability
To cross the line,
Their proof of nobility – desperation.
To disprove all faults,
Faithful humility sacrifices
Existence for rebirth.
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