Muideen Lanre Dauda (Oct.30,1987 / Iseyin)
Who says that one’s life is a pleasure?
This might be true for a select few.
If you want to know:
Life is a cave full of chitchat.
Here, clowns and flatterers make brief speeches.
You may ask the man who works in the mine,
Or check with an wise man — this is even better.
But you'll later be sore.
For this world offers you sweet and bitter pills
— And powdery stuff, which vanishes
In a blink of an eye.
It is true that there are diamonds and jewels
And any man may like to have some.
But as a punishment he would later regret.
Because, when he leaves this world
He can’t take anything with him.
This means that anything he has is temporary.
He can’t say he owns anything forever.
Everyone knows this:
The Earth provides us with everything we need,
But it shall take it all back.
And Earth shall keep its inheritance.
Man better not dare to challenge this.
For everything belongs to this Earth.
The only things to which man could claim ownership:
Are his deeds, which would live after him, as his twin,
At the time, when he shall bite the dust.
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