The Man Of Pride by Chime Vivian

It was wonderful
It was awesome
It was life graceful
It was life winsome
To the man of many riches,
the man of pride.

He glories in his honour
He roars in his valour
Men became grasshoppers
below his feet to serve
and he tramples upon
like they were his threshold

He  merries and rejoices
He soars like in the heavens
He looks and feels satisfied
with his lostful soul.
beating his chest
"I am a man of sole"

The thunder roars
The lightening flashes
The sun shines at its fullest
The moon deems it's light
The heavenlies are angry
at the man of pride

Who put fire to the warehouse
The warehouse is gone
The brakes are faulty
The vehicles all gone
The bank crumbles
The money all gone

The day of reckoning
Oh man of pride and of honour.
What happened to thee
What shalt thou do
The creator is but angry
and fierce with thee

He crys in agony
He weeps in shame
He sorrows in dispair
He is but the littlest thing
He dies in grief

Such were the end of his days
If was awful
It was sorrowful
It was disgraceful
It was bitter
for the man of honour
the man of pride