Man Is Not Great

A man is not great, because of the majestic skyscrapers That he rents, leases or owns. Because of the computers That he advertises or possesses. A destitute is great Because of his thoughts, for the beauty of his heart For the love and the compassion that are shared The stunning response to greed is vanity. Man is dared Every second of the day by sickness and by death At the end of the journey, there will not be anything left Because man owns nothing. Mother Nature simply lends And man borrows everything under the sun. Man simply bends When the oxygen is gone and the strength is no more The sky is the roof; there is no window, and no door As is often says: "man is living on borrowed time" A man or woman, who's still breathing, is at his or her prime Man is not really great; only the Almighty God is The mystery is beyond ideas, thoughts and comprehension Man is a greedy and narrow-minded traveler who is teased By ambition, ignorance, selfishness, vanity and inaction Man can only be content, not satisfied, and not happy Gravity is constantly watching, monitoring all the moves While a Divine Being is gently turning, tightening the screws And surreptitiously sucking, shrinking the air out of the body Man was born impecunious, and shall return the same darn way Don't believe the glitters or the nonsense. Man is like the wind Man is as important as the bird and the dog. The moving sand Is waiting. Man is waiting to be vanished or disappeared any day. Copyright © May 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.