I look around and all I see
is chaos, strife, pain and disease
despite the things I have achieved
these wretched things crash over me.
There was a king from years long past
who said that treasures never last
“Everything is meaningless,
a chasing after the wind.”
Better to leave those things to rest.
My medals and trophies will soon be gone
These aren’t what I must focus on
The sort of mark that I should leave
is that which for eternity lives.
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
I look around and all I see
is chaos, strife, pain and disease
despite the things I have achieved
these wretched things crash over me.
There was a king from years long past
who said that treasures never last
“Everything is meaningless,
a chasing after the wind.”
Better to leave those things to rest.
My medals and trophies will soon be gone
These aren’t what I must focus on
The sort of mark that I should leave
is that which for eternity lives.
