Vanities of Life

How life seems endless To him that doesn't want to enjoy less And like a driver that is too reckless He seeks after those things which are worthless Truly he loves to give his some pleasure But this he doesn't take time to measure How he searches for what he thinks to be treasusre Only to find it to be a sheer pressure Early in the morning does man rise to run As fast as the bullet from the gun Hoping to reach the summit before the set of the sun How he commits his life this like a nun Vanity may appear to all as being essential While it only possesses the quality of being superficial Oh that we strife for that which is eternal For pleasures down here are only ephemeral