POETRY ON MEDIUM

Hollow Pride

You refused to understand me

And I refused to understand you

We were both too proud

To respect each other’s point of view

We both needed to be right

It scars our hearts to be wrong

So we opted to fight the good fight

But our souls ached to get along

The quarrel began as a minor tiff

I waited and waited for you to apologize

As time passed it was easier to drift

My pride caused me to rationalize

Alas my dear departed friend

I fear the time is now too late

Kneeling at your headstone

Pride crumbles before the mighty hand of fate

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