When proud ones boast <br />Of all that is loftiest <br />In his faith, <br />In her flag, <br />In the hue of their skin <br />The Devil licks his chops <br />In lustful salivation. <br /> <br />When caring souls <br />Reach out to offer <br />A bowl of rice, <br />A healing dose, <br />An understanding ear, <br />An open heart <br />Satan clutches his dry throat <br />Gasping for air.<br /><br />Robert Charles Howard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-be-not-proud/
