Where Pride Ends

If you ever feel so proud and high,

Like you’re better than the world nearby,

Take a walk where the tombstones stand,

And feel the quiet, like a gentle hand.

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Beneath the ground, the great ones lie,

Kings and wise men, who couldn’t deny,

That no matter how strong they became,

Time took them all, with no one to blame.

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The graveyard speaks in whispers low,

Saying, “One day, you’ll be here below.”

No matter your pride, no matter your fame,

In the end, we’re all part of the same.

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So if you feel like you’re on top,

Remember, pride can make you stop.

Stay kind, stay humble, and do your best,

For in the end, we all find rest.

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In the silence, we learn so clear,

That pride fades, but love stays near.

So walk with grace, with no need to boast,

For we all become just a quiet ghost.