Life Is Worthless Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

What is the skin that we oil everyday?
What is the face that we paint everyday?
Keep painting and creaming the body
One day the maggot will have a tasteful
Food to feast on without look back to think.

What is the teeth that we wash everyday?
What is the mouth that we clean everyday?
Keep cleaning and washing yourself daily
But remember those teeth will go down
And the mouth, a feast for the vultures.

What is the eyes that we see evil with it?
What is the hair that we style and paint?
Keep painting and styling your life out
But remember someday those eyes and hair
Will close for ever and evil shall come upon you.

Yet another feast for the vultures shall
Humans be when death is birth at their door,
Silence shall be seen flapping by their faces
What are hands that humans kill with it?
What is the nose that men lost their senses with it?


Get wisdom son of man on this planet!
This life, your life, my life is worthless.
Boost not of tomorrow cos you're not
Promised until you live to see it come,
Becareful how you live your life here.