The Pride And Glory Of Man Poem by Tony Adah

The pride and glory of man
Are but temporary things
He amasses all he wants
With his whims and caprices
Defying nature's laws;
And blossoms in the morning
But he like mushroom crumble
In the afternoon sun.

He soon abandons the world
Hiding his face in a crypt
And he's no more;
The princes and the princesses weep
And grieve in bitter anguish;
Unable to learn a thing
That struggle and splendour
Are but vain glories and temporary things
And when man departs;
His luggage in excess remains.