The Pink Peacock
There he goes with his head up high,
Proudly thinking, “No creature is so beautiful as I.”
He struts about with an arrogant air,
Satisfied with his beauty so fair.
The peacock thinks himself to be without flaw,
Thinks that all who see him should be in awe.
His Creator has given him a plumage rare,
Causing all that see him to stop and stare.
The peacock has a flaw not plain to him,
A flaw to his eyes very dim.
He arrogantly prances about with very ugly feet,
Proud of his beauty, but deceived-like so many we meet.
He’s not altogether what he thinks he is,
To see himself as he is would be great bliss.
But he struts about with blinded eye,
Thinking, “No creature is so beautiful as I.”
The peacock teaches a lesson true,
That there are flaws in me and you.
That we are not so mighty and so high,
That we should see ourselves with the humble eye.
--Gene Griffin--
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