Vanities Fall

They're silent, the whisperings of the dawn
It's soft, a melody calmly sung
When nothing is, all can be; the feeling grows
A crescendo of beauty and evil
Vanity-frustrations lock

A presence-always there
Face smashed into concrete walls
Vanity denied-your entrance
But it has begun!

Is it good,? is it bad,?, is it anything at all?
Explanation unjustified;
See a whole world cherish-the fall of vanity!

Love: a mating process. purpose: survival of our race
Pride: a hollow word used as an excuse
Vanity: depraved our actions. a parasite draining our earth