He Humbled Me Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

Mortal man is mortal
Lack the attributes of immortality
With imperfections round about him
Though he may assume supreme
Adopted status of ignorance

Healthy and strong I thought I was
But illness I knew not confirmed reality,
When I thought I was affluent
Little challenges ate up my resources,
Muscular and stoutly I assumed
When a tiny rope tripped my frame,
In wisdom and knowledge I boosted
But a little child taught me my name

In all I realised and acknowledged
I am nothing and nothing is me
I am vanity and vanity is me
I am just mortal and mortal is just me
And without Him my Maker
I die just a mortal vanity nothing.

(Saturday,21/10/2023,10.10pm)