PRESENTING THE BREVITY OF LIFE NOW AND HOW INCONSEQUENTIAL ONE'S PAST LIFE SEEMS

"Calling Life!" And no one answers me?
Come back, the yesteryears that I have lived!
Fortune all my time has chewed away;
the Hours my madness skillfully obscures.

Incapable of knowing how or where,
my health and all my years have swiftly fled!
Life cannot be grasped, just what was lived,
and there's no misery I don't endure.

Yesterday's gone; tomorrow's not arrived;
today's departing and it will not stop;
I am a was, a will be, an is tired.

In now, tomorrow, yesterday, I link
diapers and shroud, and I have thus become
visible stages of a man who's died.