“Prides Bride…

“Prides Bride”

Pride leads the procession down the aisle.
Leading the way that rules Prides life.
Looking down at the end was Prides Bride.
So, so beautiful. So bright. So mine.
As Pride gets closer – passing the pews – the smiling faces of, The Wants, The Greed’s, and the Mores.
Taking that deep breath and fluffing out those peacock feathers so all could see.
“This is intoxicating,” Pride thinks.
“What excellence. What creature on this big green world wouldn’t want to be in Prides shoes?” He thinks to himself.
As Pride comes ever so closer to his Bride.
How proud Pride is knowing that this is it – this one next step – bring Pride standing side by side to the Bride.
“Why wont Pride look at me?” The Bride thinks.
“Isn’t my self esteem good enough?”
I see all these eyes upon us and that look of, “They so want to be me stare.”
Good the Bride thinks.
“Let them have their eyes of wants and greed.
Those eyes of fear and more.
They could’ve been here but I beat you all.”
Lifting their heads up to hearing.
“We are gathered here today, to see these two join together, a union unlike any other.
A beginning of a life full of unending causes.”
As the crowds of eyes stand watching the happy couple parade back down the aisle. “Look at them all.” Pride thinks.
“So full of want and greed.
So full of fear and more.
Good I‘ll take them all.”
As Pride looks on.
“Why wont Pride look at me?”
“Even those of the crowd evade their eyes from me, what’s so wrong with me?
Haven’t I given Pride enough?” The Bride thinks.
As they slowly walk down the aisle.
“What do I have to do to show how excellent I am?”
As the Bride takes that last step down, seeing more eyes upon the two of them.
“What do they see?” Pride thinks.
“It’s over, I’ve won.
But I’ll be coming for you someday soon.
Pride always needs more of greed and wants, fear and esteem.
I’m always on the lookout for those quality that make me happy.”
Pride fines those eyes looking upon them and smiles.
As the Bride is taken away.
“What’s happening?” The Bride thinks.
As strong arms surrounds and placed upon the Bride pushing the Bride down in one of the back pew.
“Wasn’t I good enough for Pride?”
Now looking out forward with all the other eyes of, The Wants, The Greed’s, and The Mores.
“Isn’t that Pride walking down the aisle?” The Bride thinks.
“Wasn’t Pride standing just by me?
How did I get here in the back?
Who’s that standing where I was?
What’s has happened to me?
Didn’t I have enough?”
Pride leads the procession down the aisle.
Leading the way that rules Prides life.
Looking down at the end of the aisle is Prides new Bride.
So, so beautiful. So bright. So mine.
“Look at them all looking at me. With their eyes of wants and greed.
Those eyes of fears and more.
I’ve given everything up to be here and more.
It’s my turn now.” The new Bride thinks.
As the new Bride takes Prides hand thinking.
“Why wont Pride look at me?”
Smiling to Prides self thinking.
“So, so beautiful. So bright. So mine.”
Having the Bride say, “I do.”
“To all the eyes.
It’s mine turn to be Prides Bride…”

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