And yet we are all fools

Pride is for fools
who create imaginary thrones
thinking they can rule forever

How do we humble ourselves
when we are kings of the world,
queens of the earth,
the titles that we have been bestowed upon
but lost ourselves in?

We are not higher than you
but our eyes are blinded
our minds, thwarted
our hearts, deluded
our souls, distanced

Guide us, herd of lost sheep
to where we rightfully belong
to be with our shepherd
our friend, our master
and throw away our Pride

For haven't we learn the lesson?
O Bright Morning Star who fell
for Pride is for fools
who create imaginary throne
thinking they can rule forever

Wrote the poem like 2 months ago. I was feeling very sad and frustrated. Guess i can be a little poetic when im emotional huh? Haha. Another day of filming tomorrow. Can't wait. Hope everything turns out well.