Oh proud friend! Looking down on the rest!
What is it, that gives your colossal Pride?
In this ever-changing world of flux and entropy
How long can you hide in comfort?
Today! The freshness of your beauty may charm many an eye
And prettiness and beauty may churn your pride
But in time when wrinkles wring your face
And no pretty veil can hide your forsaken fate
Will your pride be more than skin deep ?
Today you are young and healthy
Surrounded by friends and family
Respected by the respectable
In you, happiness and completeness transiently reside !
But beware friend! You are not their permanent abode!
When the arrow of disease strikes you
And the scorching old age, shrivels you up
When you are left helpless by the road;and all family has left you
No more possessions left with you , to be respected
What else will you be proud about?
Knowledge and experience!
And if luck serves you, even wisdom!
All of these seem to adorn you today!
But when the brain erodes with time, and the mind fades away
As you lie lonely and a forgotten, in a bed of an uncanny institution
Will you be able to walk unassisted?
Unable to remember your very own name
Unable to say night from day
Unaware of your own soiling
Lying at the mercy of someone to clean you !
Will you still remember your wiser days with pride?
Oh proud friend! In this ever-changing world of flux and entropy
What you have today; will vanish tomorrow!
Pride of possession and position ; knowledge and beauty
Will they sustain you when are left dying!
Tell me dear friend!
Will they preserve your rotting flesh !