In a crowded hall I bump into it, <br />Image of ignorance and arrogance, <br />All is placed into one human being, <br />Along with the sense of the status quo, <br />And then the flame of pride is ignited. <br /> <br />I turn and stare, being threatened by pride, <br />I can't understand words only silence, <br />It screams and feels unheard by my blank face. <br />It starts to prepare for battle, for what? <br />I made an error and apologized. <br />Yet my words didn't leave an impression. <br /> <br />I fear the attention so I retreat, <br />In doing so I am attacked any way. <br />I sense the attack and move just in time, <br />It is so bewildered and stares at me. <br />My words earlier did not leave a mark, <br />So now I speak with voices of many. <br />"I shall not cower in fear from your pride, <br />I won't relent to your foolish ways, you, <br />You have no sense of serenity, I, <br />I know nothing of your life, neither you mine. <br />Let me be to my thoughts, leave me alone." <br />There I leave it and carry on with life.<br /><br />Hannah Bryson Price<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dealing-with-pride/
