Seen the peacock recently?
Its feathers are arranged elegantly,
Move stylishly than any other birds I know.
Its beauty, it likes to show;
And wants others to worship and bow;
It walks like a ship on sail,
Fluttering as it does, it tail;
The bird thinks itself to be something,
Whereas, it’s absolutely nothing!
The proud, God hates;
But He respects the meek.
Don’t be proud, change your state
And to be gentle, seek God.