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Pride is a standard, not a sin:
The posture you bear for your kin and your kind;
The only true path through the thick and the thin
That measures your passage and mine.
Pride is the message from within,
The constant reminder, the tug in the mind,
The only expression of what you have been,
The honour that you leave behind.
The pride of lions in the sun,
The pride of soldiers all for one,
The pride of laurels to be won,
The pride of duty smartly done.
I stand beneath the grieving sky,
My body and mind stiff with pride for us all,
Courageous and loyal, erect ‘till I fall,
Alive until I, too, must die.