Glass of Life

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Clouds of false pride………………..underneath modesty, they hide.

Stood up great, the candied glass of life,

Chirking up in faux pride of vernal wine.

Brimmed with gloat, no ail no grief;

All globe it induced, to bid as MINE.

Befogged in vapors of ego, enthroned so high;

Enticed the storm and descended the fall.

Tattered bitingly to footing in an awful sigh,

Bussed its end upon kismet’s surly call.

Erstwhile, a paradigm of glinting shine,

Threw off its splendor to the fatal night.

Knelt in hope for the stars to align.

Battered and bankrupted; lost the fight.

Reposed with a damped pride, naught remain;

Befriended the ground and feared the height.

Prayed for humility, its collapsed pieces so fine;

Freed is the ego, the glass is clear and al-right!