Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Mortal Man, Thou Art Dust

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Mortal man, thou art dust
And to dust thou returneth
Even if thou body be great that
Fellow mortals stop to stare
Even if thou wit be sharp that
Fellow mortals be awed
Thou art dust, Mortal man

Naked thou were born
Naked thou in death returneth
How many gold vaults were left
Once families upon death were bereft?
When death came calling
Who tugged along their credentials?
Why then the high-handedness, mortal man?

Will thee outlast the Universe
When layer upon layer it writes its own verse?
Thou tantalize the skies with skyrockets
Why the braggadocio—will thee outlive the stars?
C’mon, Mortal man, what is it thou proveth
When a fountain thou buildeth and boasteth—
Can thee hold the firmaments?

Mortal man, thou art dust
And to dust thou returneth
Though thou be great, thou still a dust.

C) Lorot Salem 2011


Sherry Blue Sky said...

I especially love "will thee outlast the universe, when layer upon layer, it writes its own verse?" Good one, Salem!

Salem Lorot said...

Thank you so much, Koko Sherry.

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