Vain Guts, Vain Glory

...Our dark beginning and empty end

For all the sweetness I desire

Death holds me by the jaw

I toil dawn to dusk with bitterness in my heart

In the end, all is meaningless

For all the battles I win

They take away my strength

I savor victory in my folly

Everything is all madness

For all the honor I earn

The treasures are worthless

Providence is lost in deep gloom

My wisdom is useless in this darkness

For all I'm worth disappears with the wind

Only emptiness I feel in my grave

Flesh & bone perish in rot

Naked I came, Naked I return

This poem explains our lives' pursuits, the pain and toil of our existence, our craving for success, acceptance and love, it further warns us of the vanity and emptiness that will characterize our eventual demise.

A poem written by Olayinka Olonode

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