The Earth Do Spin Poem by Vincent Igwilo

The earth - A rolling mass of dirt
Yeah, it is what it is
Everything is just temporal
Perishable and vain

A youth today
An old man, tomorrow
Aged today
Forgotten tomorrow

Civilizations grow
Empires spreads
And then retract back
To nothing

Lets make wealth
Lets build kingdoms
And the winds come
And nothing stands

Emptiness, vanity
Nothing seems to matter
But divine and purpose
Yes! He alone matters

Find him and there is;
Peace of mind and rest of soul.
There is purpose and worth;
When you find Jesus