Vanity Of Life Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

Life, this life
Life, the human life
What is it but vanity?
Nothing, nothing but vanity
Empty nothing and vanity nothing

A Smile and laugh yesterday
Frown and wail today
Wraps life in nothing
In emptiness and vanity

Struggles all effort vain yield
The bother then, why I ask?
As energy all entropy yield
Can I ask Him why?
Impure as I am

A Dearly full glow at dawn
Extinguished in mid-day
At 45 only precipitate
An avalanche of wails
And trails of liabilities
Deposited unannounced

Where were the physicians
Orthodox and unorthodox
As down goes Eugene six feet deep
Like others before
All acclaimed potent concoctions
Ineffective lie
Physicians' proud heads bowed
As death claimed supremacy and laurel
The heart weigh a ton
The weather heavily gloomy
And the air sings requiem
My God, why again?
Of so young and so loved

(Monday 16th October,2006,7.06m)