Tsul

We laugh, we cry:

We live;

We all die.

What's it all about?

We take some cheer, find a mate....

Or stay alone and masturbate.

We please ourselves,  while here on earth;

Inflating our value, with nothing of worth.

Not understanding a Proverb, or it's interpretation, has lead us to the pit, of self mutilation.

A world of ungodliness, full of sinful lust and greed

The kings of Sodom have got us on our knees:

Sold for a sniff: a handful of dirt.

Our eternity stolen; by a love mini skirt.

Or maybe it's power, silver and gold,

Heaping up riches for when we get old,

Robbing and cheating,  to make ourselves rich.

Or just being nasty,  because life is a bitch.

One things for sure, this skin and bone,

Will return to the earth, from where it was sown.

And once back down in the hole:

It's to late to understand;

It was all for your soul.