Vanities & Joe

Why, Joe, on that crowded, noisy streets
for the span of vacant hours all day?
Why, Joe, roaming around with your peers
the precious minutes gone with nothing?

Where are your books that contain knowledge,
Honey, gold and fame as well
Open its pages understand every lines,
It is a concrete bulwark against the acids of hardships

Why, Joe, with braggarts and spoiled assembly
blowing their horns, talking meaningless?
Why, Joe, by standing on street corners
with sparkling whiskey tossing with comrades?

Pay heed, turn your head side by side
Keenly observe man's daily undertakings
Cleanse the obstructions of yours ears
And listen to the mourns of the needy

Why, Joe, in that hall full of laughter,
erotic sounds, and sparkling dim lights?
Why, Joe, present on that hall of temptations,
where on the platform figures vulgarly perform?

Get rid the powers of this world
Fleshly desires, vices, greediness, enviousness
These gives no glory in stead darkness and slavery
And lead life wandering, sometimes untimely death

Acknowledge thy dear parents' love and sacrifices
Value every drop of sweat and coin they give
Don't waste the prime of life, take the opportunity
If it gone that nothing accomplished
Regrets will come in
And its too late, Joe