This morning I saw Karyn’s comment on my post of yesterday. In it she had the nerve to accuse me of having a big head!
Can you IMAGINE??!
Oh. You can? Well Phtb-b-b-b-tt to YOU!
Anyway, I thought about that all day today. I bounced back and forth among feeling defensive, abashed, irate, humiliated, haughty, and humble. I began to think that the topic of PRIDE (and humility) might make a good blog post.
THEN I thought it might be fun to put it into rhyme.
Here’s what I came up with:
Some say that I can often act a little bit too proud—
That when I toot my horn I toot it just a mite too loud.
In fact some people tell me, “It would be much more genteel,
If you would tone it down a bit; stop acting like a ‘wheel.’”
They tell me folks who elevate themselves and act so brash
Will often later come to grief and topple with a crash.
Well, no one likes a braggart or a strutting peacock type,
From whom you never hear the facts, but only get the hype.
Unless he truly IS the best, and everybody knows it,
And during all his long career he never really blows it.
For instance, men like Cassius Clay, who though he’s not the latest,
First changed his last name to Ali, then shouted, “I’m the Greatest!”
He proved his greatness through his deeds, and reigned as champ for years,
His pride was OK. People praised him. All you heard were cheers.
So clearly there’s a difference between being braggadocios,
And being someone really good, or young and real precocious.
The difference can be miniscule and hard to see at first,
But over time it hits you, kinda like a cosmic burst.
I guess I should be humble and let others make the choice
About my “greatness,” and not let them hear it from MY voice.
But darn it, from the time when I was little—a mere youth,
My Mom and Dad would spank me if I didn’t tell the truth!
So though I’m sorry that my bragging seems uncouth and crass,
I call it like I see it, thus avoiding a red _____.
There. Those are my thoughts on THAT subject.
Yours? (If you have any. I mean, just because I have thoughts on the subject doesn’t mean that mere mortals also do.)