Vanity of vanities
I heard the preacher saying
Vanity of vanities
All is vanity
All is vanity
My mind took me for a ride
A ride from a life present
Back to what they call history
What we all call history
All of it is vanity
I saddled back
To the world present
What i am, what it is
This life so present
All of it, all is vanity
Then to the future
So bright and promising
yet so unpredictable
Yet keen to meet it
So its vanity
Vanity of vanities
All is vanities
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