Meaningless

Accustomed to good times

You accomplished great things

Built and had your slaves

Piled up silver and had your gold

Entertained and had your women

 

Staying awake worrying!

A good night’s sleep is all you need

For once you saw it, you wanted it

Once you wanted it, you had to have it

Why deny yourself pleasure

Just a little won’t hurt

But then you want more

For you’ll never have enough

 

So don’t chase the wind

Nothing means a thing

We must fear the same fate

For every time is set

For we come and go as we came

Author's Note

Ecclesiastes 1:2 “Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher. “Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”