Pride - Anthony Ward

 
He was a remarkable man,
It had to be said.
Liked to say what he felt,
Just the way he saw it-
Making us all feel ashamed.
 
While we treated him with dignity,
Stepping out of his way
As he strode by us-
Watching after him,
Whispering all about him.
 
Our compliments so high pitched
He could hear them as well as Bruckner’s dog,
Standing rigid as a mast,
Wafting in the corner-
His insignia for all to see.
 
 
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