Empty Pleasures

Empty Pleasures

You work all day to pay for what?

So you can grow old, play golf and putt?

Or travel the globe, packing in all the sights

To fill your days, just flying kites? 

You turn to alcohol and pills, to numb your mind

Life passes you by, while you waste time

With empty pleasures, extra big size

they don’t challenge, or make you wise

Instead why not work to give back, whats been given to you

And you will build, a life that’s fulfilling and true

It will drive you to learn, develop and grow,

So you can help others, even those you don’t know

So as you grow older, remember the fate

of empty pleasures, don’t fall for the bate

Instead work to give back to all of mankind

To the planet and those who will challenge your mind.

And at your funeral they’ll write, in your eulogy book

You gave more to the world, than you ever took

You made life better, for the next coming along

You were a friend who was kind, honest and strong.     

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