What are we in this life

What are we in this life
What are we in this life
What are we in this life
What are we in this life
What are we in this life
What are we in this life

Each time I attend a burial, it only leaves me with one big  question, "what are we in this life?"  And I ask again, what are we in this life? At times, I meet people boasting on the road. "Do you know who I am?" This might just be a lawyer. if I may ask do you leave this world with those certificate? So my brother you are just sand and dust and to it you must go back, so everything you must have acquired on this earth remains invalid. A hymn in Anglican church reminds me of something, "we can only be remembered by what we have done" we can only be remembered by the legacy we leave behind and not what we are because we are just dust. All the prides of life has no where to take us, those mansion with will be acquired by others, not just others but who we don't know when we are gone. Oh man why so arrogant? Why so boastful?
  We only anchor our self on who we are, who are we? We are just dust. All the struggles of life, our personality, professions and other things will just be gone one day, when our eyelids closes in death. All these properties you are fighting for you have no inheritance in them but just 6 feet out of them.
  Then who are we? We are men that will be lowered in the grave tomorrow, covered by sand and devoured by "just termites".
    I keep asking myself, where has being kind gone to when we are always arrogant?
Where has humility gone to when we always result to pride and keep asking " do you know who i am?" ?

  It is always a thing of the mind. Why not affect people's life positively while you still breath? Why not create a legacy that will live on while you are gone?  Why not focus on impacting lives other than creating a scene, causing a fight and oppressing the poor simply because of what you think you are.

  You know, when I think about all these, it leaves me with only an answer to my  question. We are just mortals, mere dust and to it we shall all return. So let's humble our  self, treat each other just, live a life and not a lie. Let us remember we are all sojourners on earth and in due time we shall all return to where we come from.
@Bellauc

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