Heavy Vanity

why should a man be born when he'll still die.. why should flowers blossom when they'll still wither.. of what use is happiness when sadness is always a lasting companion.. what is difference does smiles makes when frowns comes afterwards... i have searched and searched howbeit, i found none.. what found me was a purpose within... i discovered something new under the sun.. a reason to live lies in the 'interim' .. there is a goal that's needed to be accomplished between the time of birth and the time of death.. it was unveiled to me the misery between 'once upon a time and there lived a man'... utterly meaningless.. that was actually what the teacher said... albeit, it's been 'yore' howbeit, its echo seems louder than its voice... the world eventually will end up in absolute powder and in misplaced dust... i have only showered on thee some good memories of mine! as a Nameless Calvary