Pride

Pride comes in many forms it seems
But very far from God it sits,
or stands and sometimes even prances back and forth...

It yields its will,
Surmising that it is correct,
in which it could be but might as well not be
Because of Pride.

It builds a wall,
Repelling all the attributes of God,
Yet it's Mercy and Grace that make some headway
Through the ever tightening cracks.

Deceiving Pride even fools those who sit and wait on God.
It mocks within the gullible friend who takes it to its side.
It's favorite mode of transportation-
He rides on feelings and admiration.
Beware of Pride's hellucinating -
Poison.

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Sometimes, I just like the poetic approach.