POEM: "Vanity"

"Vanity"

After you’ve gained it all,

gathered for yourself earthly treasures

greater than an empire

and satisfied your lust beyond Solomon’s pleasures,

be tempted not in your ‘wise’ eyes that you stand tall,

not even against what men have station.

Take heed lest you return not          

from the fool’s pride

that what is the use of a man’s wealth if not

mansions, liquor and on his side

over a thousand vaginas to conquer:

which is often a mad man’s position.

Alas, the Mighty Hand folds all

your ages sweat and toil        

and your remains

which you fattened with proteins

whilst you lived

be left to the earth’s worms

and worse your soul be vanquished

beyond noticeable forms.

I fear less because calm

await me should I be done and gone

but until then

I gaze and cling to the Light and when

the trumpet shall sound and time

shall be no more and none

as clay escape not the potter's palm

shall escape the Maker

when the roll is called up yonder.

Be in the known that after you’ve gained it all

and as Silas Manner hoarded earthly treasures,

the Mighty hand folds it all

and He shall turn into ashes your many pleasures.    

Source: cmcghana.blogspot.com/CRABBE NATHANIEL