What Fools Are We

Everybody wants to live for ever They try very hard not to die Their activities are so disastrous They make Mother Nature cry We attempt to engineer longevity And delay the inevitable Unable to bear the burden Of a transient existence We set ourselves up as gods over nature Death follows us wherever we go Time will cause us to be forgotten We only inhabit a few seconds In the hour that is life We can never outlive what we are yet to fully understand For nature has its own agenda Our advancement has been rapid Our hopes have been triumphed By our energetic abilities We aim to conquer And claim dominion over all Our anxiety regarding our significance Harangues our thoughts Man categorises and type cast’s all To understand the creator He delves deep into the cosmos And dissects the Supreme's intentions He aches to know where it all began Man understands not The unique balance that is life He wishes to humble all To the throne that is his ego Knowing does not mean understanding We know what happens to the seed as it grows But not why the need for a seed Some things are best left to faith We may only know What we need to know