THE 'OLD WORLD WAKE' WILL PERCH AGAIN

The 'old world wake' will perch again to feed

So while you bombard the world with selfies and trendy photos,
Remember there will be a time
when your social photos will age a decade without a change
For fear of age.

Surely, the scavengers will perch
To take the remains of pride and arrogance
stocked in the carcasses of
Everlasting rest which is vanity.

You wallow in the delightful pool of sweet sensation
In your greedy paradise
with a rich orchard ripe for harvest
budgeted for the far horizon
And you brag like Boaz 'I have plenty to eat and enough to feed the future'

You are a Goliath.
You are as stable as a castle
so you forsake alliance and break the walls you lean on
Because you are a strong man.

Remember the mountain has no root
but unshakeable by volcanic dynamites.
And you are just a well planned man travelling to a conceived but unseen future

The Vultures will perch again
When time and unforeseen circumstances shock you.

Let he who thinks he stand take heed lest he falls
We might yet be waiting for the fall of a mountain.