The world is crumping, splitting into fragments of ruins
Our subsequent glee, all almost dropped defunct
Of all the huge chunks of kismet Providence lays
Life Perks amongst all, are the most Fleeting

Look! Life to say is a Perk of life
Transient, momentary and ephemeral
And Joy, and sadness, and euphoria, and depression
All are evanescent, as ephemeral
As a Hard Day's night

No man had ever foreseen immortality
For all striving mortals shall one day
Breathe their last, but not the plethora
Of their wealth's plenitude

If Life then is Fleeting,
So is more...