If only people has no pride,
Life would be so simple,
No more ecstacy of trouble,
No more place to tremble,
No more money to bundle,
and hatred dominates no more!
Pride is the foe of peace,
It kills your simple life in bless,
Pride drives you to want for more,
Even such more is an eye sore,
Don't care to open another evil door,
Refuse to live in a refuge of poor,
Money is such a big lure,
As Pride teaches us of no cure,
Yet pretends to be a modest PURE.!
pride and at the end yet pretends to be a modest pure....... what a lovely finish......
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I choose the poem pride because it gives me a great lesson.It adapts to myself, cause I myself has high pride.That leads to have a conflict to my friends and my family.For I can't control myself being humble.