Pride Chick’n



 
 
 
 
Though soak not
in lard nor oil,
pride chicken
clogs
arteries
and capillaries;
while ego
takes charge
of the flow.
 
 
Though sugarfree
and zero in calories;
but concocted
from decaying self-worth;
Digestion of Pride Chick’n inflicts
spirit,
self-causing humiliations
to own:

 
 
Weighing scales,
in temerity,
demands
from the ignorant scaler
to step down
in violation
of comfort zone.

 
 
 
Always spoiled,
and ever burnt–
pride chick’n’s bitterness
lingers
to a lethal
after taste.

 
 

“I’m sorry-”
is Chef’s best
signature entree.
“Thank you-”
is a mouth–watering
dessert.

 
 
 
I fear not
dumping,
changing
my plate;
not because of pride–
but out of this
tenacity
to heal
and better myself.

 
 
 
 
 


 
 

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