How Sad....

How sad it is when you lose your soul
And no longer find your own self.
'Tis too bad to see it slip through
Like grains of sand on a deserted beach.
Or evaporate in the air like boiling water
That travels high up into
The vast sky and is no more.
What's dearest to one in this whole universe
If not his ego,his core, his essence?
Is it not a real shame he sells it so cheap
And dives head first into hollowness?

Mohamed Chhilif