Do not be proud of what you have,
Never condemn in your perceived perfection
Things stay constant for but a fleeting second
The condemned shall rise to dispel your misconceptions
Exercise caution, Beware!
They may be fictitious, the things for which you care
Your life may stray, from plan far away
Reduced to the cinders of a laughable play
The bat of an eye,
A twist of fate,
Reality walks with a gleam in the eye,
Only to one day make you see
How mercurial life can be!