IS LIFE A MIRAGE?

ONE MOMENT YOU ARE UP THERE
FIT AS A FIDDLE
WITH CHEST PUFFED
AND YOU WALK
AND YOU SWAY
WITH SWAGGED GAIT
HOPING TO STAY THERE
ONE WHIFF OF AIR
YOU ARE ON EARTH CRUST
FERVENT PRAYERS QUIVER
THOSE BOISTERIOUS LIPS
HEALTH YOU BEG FOR
WEALTH YOU ASK NOT
IF YOU ARE NOT SNAPPED
YOU ARE BACK
TO STARTING POINT
VANITY, IS ALL VANITY!

this is for George Best