I am told pride goes before fall
If it wants to do so
Let it come down crashing all
I am here with armour of pride
I will protect myself anyhow
As pride is my beloved's red eye
For long I did a penance to know
How to use it against humiliation
If all evils are a survivor after each war
Then after many long and glorious battles
My pride is definitely now a warrior.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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