Superbia Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

They say pride comes before a fall
But at times only the onlooker recognizes the slipup
Because the lordly are too busy looking over their own heads
To see the imperfection of something they painted to reflect perfection

I want to be honest with you
I feel insulted when my intelligence is being belittled
Whether unintentionally or not

Imagine reading something that the writer had stated you're going to need a dictionary to get through
Only to find out that you knew all the seemingly complex words used
On top of that some have been misspelt
Now,
How am I supposed to feel?
How am I to respond?

The purpose of this poem is to remind everybody out there
That we're all bound to make mistakes
And that we should humble ourselves
Make room for growth
And squash that superbia

Yes, we all have that thing we feel good about
Even I have things that I feel are awesome
Things that when I look at I feel like I'm a great somebody
And yes I said feel because that's just my consciousness screaming
I don't really know about the rest
But that doesn't mean that I have to rub it off anyone's face

Being egocentric if at all you consider it mandatory requires perfection and consistency
Another thing,
If you feel, if you feel like I was talking about you
I'm so sorry but this is something I've been carrying in my heart for more than 5 years
It was about time I removed the weight
It's hard for it to beat now because of all the calluses