“Ars longa, vita brevis”—Horace (65 BC - 8 BC)


Brazen Lines by an Outwardly Pompous Poet

If the sin of pride is my condign curse;
then I own it, and I can do no worse.
If the world disdains me, not saying why;
then I can stand it, though I want to die.

Outcast for good, alone for evermore,
as souls recoil, ne'er to enter my door.
Because of pride, I'm kept from the Lord's light;
lost, I curse Heaven with all of my might!

(Too bad if some don't recognize my genius;
but know, great souls believe in their greatness.
So spite this world if I'm damned any longer,
for the burden of brilliance makes me stronger!)




Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-25 at 00:14

Tags Genius  Brilliance  Greatness 

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely said Ngoc.
There is no sin in being,
Even if others try to make it so.
Alan.
2022-02-25