Honour and Pride


Honour and Pride
Houses made by men who love to build
Bonds that bind one to something bigger
Than himself.
A mind-trap but also a wonder
Of imagination.
If I must die for something
Let it be this:
That I am worth something
And did not fail before the fray,
But led my men from the front in war,
And at other times was not slow
To make my peace,
When wisdom showed me the error of my ways,
Long past deeds that rise like ghosts to offend
The house I strive to free of shades-
Demons that crept
Under my shield of self-regard,
Whilst better men held their tongue
And hoped I would be wise enough to find the strength within,
Rebuild the world shattered by my own clumsy hands.
But in the end what’s true is what men believe,
And I believe that houses like men were made to fall
Only to rise again,
And I was made to build them.

-For Mr Harding

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8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Bhaga
    Oct 08, 2011 @ 05:15:42

    Because each of us is of course different, sometimes I don’t follow so well what you mean, but at least I grasp the essence of it, and anyway love the beautiful form you give to it…

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    • mbwilliams
      Oct 09, 2011 @ 19:28:36

      Thanks Bhaga! This is for a friend of mine, a man of great integrity who recently spent the time he was recovering from an injury reflecting on his life in the forces.

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  2. zongrik
    Oct 09, 2011 @ 19:38:42

    pride is very interesting to me. According to Thomas Aquinas, “Pride is the source of all other sins…” that is, when we are proud, we think of ourselves above God, which is the worst sin of all.

    how much is lost because of pride? people take pride way too far.

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  3. Richard S.
    Oct 12, 2011 @ 23:31:37

    Well done, you have captured the essence of a very special night, and a very special man. Let us take pride in our gifts and in the lives we live, for we own neither, despite what our ego believes!

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  4. RH
    Oct 18, 2011 @ 15:25:20

    It is always a testing time to loose off your armour and reveal your self, your true self. But when that trust is returned with credit by friends – that is to say true friends, those that you admire – then you know that honour and integrity is as strong today as it always was.

    Reflections of the self, the true self
    Does not the winter strip the cherry tree of its blossom
    A man should always be true to himself
    The mirror does not lie

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