You Are Nothing

While the sun rises on one hemisphere, and the moon appears over the other, your life reeks of eternal failure, The realisation of which will be cushioned, by the tears of your mother. The people who are important, try to make you understand, the significance of time in your life, your stubbornness just flee, but the intrusion of a wise one persists in your hive. The teachings of your mother keep coming to haunt you, "Pay attention while I teach you to behave like a human being ," while the rest of the world continuous to taunt you, " Don't you know how to behave,you pathetic excuse for a sentient being?" As you finally taste the joy in God, and you search for the tenets that could give you more; You accomplish your sojourn, but Alas my friend! I am at your sepulture...