The battle rounds begun
Pride versus pride
Head raised high
Chest puffed out
Fully extended
Gloating here
Mocking there
With a supercilious glare
To look upon another with arrogant disdain
Is to seek to rob them
Of the image
From whom
They bear His name
Little do they know
In this will be their shame
Who will the winner be
The one who finally bows the knee
To the one who has the victory
The most humble one of all will see


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