||I'm tempted to say all of us are foolish in some ways.
||(picking her nose while smiling) Agreed!
In front of a mirror
pulling out gray hairs
my wife tries to seem younger:
ah, how vanity shapes our affairs!
In front of a stack of books
devouring page after page
I make attempts to become wiser
only to witness my stupidity each day
In front of a computer
analyzing production arrays
a friend seeks power
yet as his stock on life dwindles
death is all he'll gain
Beauty, wisdom, riches, fame
offer no refuge
for those in human frames
are beyond our feeble reach
& eventually all notions of "I" and "you"