Struts across the open plain of man's heart.
Laying in wait, gathering strength like a mighty, hurricane
Crushing bonds, leaving for dead.
Always knows just where to punch
Always knows just when to kick
Always knows just what to choke.
Leaving black, emptiness where there was such promise.
Swirling, whirling incessantly.
As its' winds howl
Homes are broken
families torn asunder,
Has entered a man's heart
Taken him down
To his gutted self
To his ruination.
is a robber.
of our place
in our Father's world.
When Pouncing Pride is finally brought to its knees
his way to Humble Honor in a man's heart
Our Father's World is lifted up.
And, all heaven and earth rejoice
This is my Father's world
In Humble Honor.
by Bonnie Levesque