Pride

Riding one day, the wind in my face,

i was racing away in my own private race,

A race that took place in familiar a place,

And then at one moment i looked around

And saw (in amazement) that there was no ground,

On as i drifted (still racing you see)

I came to fly over a pitch black sea,

on the other side i saw (to my dismay),

billions upon billions of people in delay,

billions upon billions i saw in the crowds,

they were screaming and yelling and crying out loud,

Dark browns and reds passed on the ground,

and living and dead were scattered around,

"this must be hell" i thought inside,

for their was no rest in site, no place to hide,

On as i drifted (still racing you see)

i wondered aloud where heaven might be,

no sooner the words took flight from my lips,

then i felt a presences beside (at my hips),

It was gabriel, crying at the sights that he saw,

As we heard the Screaming and Gnashing and bonecrushing Gnaws,

I asked God's servant, keeper of the west,

If i was punished to hell, God knowing me best,

And gabriel gawked and shook his pure head,

and opened his mouth and beautifully said:

"this be not hell, oh son of adam's race,

this is a much more blessed and familiar place,

it is your own true earth, cannot you see?

their prays your mother, down on her knees."

Taken aback i quickly replied:

"This place is no eden you spinner of lies!"

gabriel, being blessed with patience you see,

calmly sped up to fly beside me,

he looked at me with pain and love, and started to say:

"No, this is no longer Eden this day.

The cherubs of God, those monstrous guards,

have hidden Eden well in times tiny shards,

and so you are left with the dirt and the clay,

in which to create and frolic and play!"

i voiced my next words, carefully and lowly,

for we had stopped in the air and were descending slowly.

"Then why are your eyes red with falling tears

and their voices filled with pain and fear?"

gabriel replied with the purest of love

"because they reject help from above"

I pondered about these words he let flow freely

and soon i was sure that he couldnt see me

and next i was waking with pain in my head,

for over the handles my body had fled,

in the street on my side i looked around,

and found silence and wonder all along the ground,

and as i arose with not a scratch to claim

i knew that i never could dream the same.

 

 

Reviews

[Phoenix]

This flowed pretty well with the rhyming. I have to say I don't think I really understand it, and I don't see how the title fits in at all. It shows a pretty miserable outlook on life and on people in general, and that is something I'll never understand.