VANITY OF THE FUTILE NIGHT
Your little bit of glory in the futile night
Transgressors bubbling over
into the outer darkness
Are allowed to keep their little bit of glory
in their futile night…
“Vanity of vanities”, said the preacher
Beware of the glory of the futile night
Will any be of the day –
by inheritance of the light?
That lights every man in the world
of the futile night.
Reach out for the light
before Grace passes by.
They cleave to the vanity of the futile night
unattracted by anything other…
…Other than –
the vanity of the futile night
Glimpse, also, struggling humanity
grasping for deliverance, grasping
‘under the influence’ of the futile night
in response they say…
“Can I even give this a moment’s thought?
These strange words – and turns of phrase
What is that to me? – see to it yourself
You and your ‘vanity of the futile night’…”
(content of inferior or dubious quality)
the estranged minds will conclude.
‘Few are they that find’
Preferring the vanity of the futile night
And if we hand out hope
It is poison to the lovers of night
No light they see…
Only the light of darkness
Darkness of the futile night.
Be careful, therefore, that the light that is in you is not darkness.