Anthem of the Preacher´s Son

              “Vanity of vanities,” says the son of the preacher man; he said “yes” to everything and not once took a stand.

              

               Never again was such haste taken in simply just wasting away – life as loved under sun scorched haze. A life of searching for one´s own way.
                Searching for the beat of one´s own drum – the beat of the heart that beat his mind numb. Adding up everything to find a poorly given sum.

              

                 Everything and nothing all at one time; everything he looked for with nothing to find. The very feeling of being alive strangely enough killed his mind, the very guarantee of death over time. Slowly but surely being eaten by lies.

                
                   Now all is said and finally done and we come to find that the preacher has won, for it may be that all is vanity, but that which we need can only be found beyond the sun.