Treasure Island

Adegbite Adeyinka

(14-05-1991)

Vanity


Life is time hurrying to an end,
And Sun, towards the horizon, to set,
Waiting no moment, man's ways, to mend
As its chariot bears him to his rest;
The day tells this as it passes by
And night, as it hastily leaves the sky;
Life is like the fume of a fire
That fades, soon as it goes the higher.

Submitted: Monday, August 19, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

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Teach us how short our life is, so that we may become wise.

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