Pride throws you off the pinnacle of successIt is enough being modest I thought
When onto pinnacle of success I got
I screamed out loud my name from here
For the whole world out there to hear.
From nowhere appeared a baby behind me
And I thought on this mountain I am lonely
The baby begged me to make it sit on my head
I couldn't refuse the cute baby. I did as it said.
As soon as it sat, my head felt incredibly heavy.
I lost my balance and fell off the pinnacle of success.
My internals churned and I suffered a dozen injuries
The baby was fine. "Pride" was the name of that baby.