Ooooh! Freedom, where have you gone?
Has vanity claimed your throne?
She hunts proud souls
To swallow them whole.
Whoever yields to her sway,
Basks in arrogance's clay,
Gorges on lies so sweet,
Truth becomes bittersweet.
Discernment turns to torment,
Deceit takes full ascent,
Good becomes evil, evil good,
In the vain apostate's hood.
Despair knocks at the door,
Truth forgotten forevermore,
Vanity holds him tight,
In agony, he whispers for light.
Oh Vanity! Don't leave my side,
Come closer, I'll feed your pride,
I need to shine so bright,
Even if just for one night.
Who nurtures vanity's fire,
Will fall to arrogant mire,
Truth will flee far away,
And freedom you'll betray.
Seek truth with all your might,
Vanity will take flight,
Happiness will arrive,
And true freedom thrive.
'I'm Walter R. Figueiredo, Brazilian poet & CEO. Poems on FREEDOM OR VANITY. © All rights reserved by author. Poems for sharing only; no commercial use without permission.'
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