There is a pattern

that comes into view

when I look back

at what I’ve been through.

 

I see times I practiced

true humility

and a desire

to be the best I can be.

 

But this brought a deep sense

of what is wrong and right

that not everyone shared

or they treated as trite.

 

Never on the same plane

some below a few above.

A warning voice is annoying

if proclaiming without love.

 

“Do as I say,

listen to me”

brings another crash

and plunge into humility.

 

And the cycle continues,

up and then down.

My pattern of pride

will always go around and around.

© 2019 ck’s days