Konstantinos Konstantinidis Amphiktyon wrote<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What is man and life?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
a shadow, cloud of condensed particles<\/p>\n\n\n\n
duration is minimal as it spins<\/p>\n\n\n\n
like a micro-siphon with conscience and soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and soon dissolves suddenly<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your cloud struggles and toils<\/p>\n\n\n\n
material goods and wealth to acquire<\/p>\n\n\n\n
when this dissolves behind it will leave nothing<\/p>\n\n\n\n
only sorrow and this will soon be forgotten with oblivion<\/p>\n\n\n\n
except with acts of beneficence<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and a stateless person becomes a citizen<\/p>\n\n\n\n
then your memory will be lasting and will remain alive<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If the cloud offers you rain<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and makes the flower bed bloom<\/p>\n\n\n\n
it will bring you glory and happiness<\/p>\n\n\n\n
but if it is sterile it is also crooked<\/p>\n\n\n\n
sorrows will also create division<\/p>\n\n\n\n
wars, conflicts and misfortune<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the cloud swiftly whirls<\/p>\n\n\n\n
enjoy sweet life, be “Zorba” go around the whole earth, set up dance competitions and give love the most beautiful flower<\/p>\n\n\n\n
keep your soul pure and don’t burn it like a dadi like a pelican<\/p>\n\n\n\n
don’t sell your honor and honor like a spoiled clam<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and in the barracks when you enter her<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Macedonia thundered a song at us<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like your revs are slowing down<\/p>\n\n\n\n
to enjoy riches and imitate the givers<\/p>\n\n\n\n
if you want eternity become a benefactor<\/p>\n\n\n\n
honor and respect even after death to have<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The virtuous cloud good name leaves<\/p>\n\n\n\n
the warped “black hole” opens<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and nature will need time to close it<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This journey in the blink of an eye comes to an end<\/p>\n\n\n\n
but it doesn’t end<\/p>\n\n\n\n
nature prepares us something else that our mind does not perceive<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And then money and wealth useless and unnecessary<\/p>\n\n\n\n
what you put in the bank<\/p>\n\n\n\n
as you get older you can eat less and enjoy less<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and your grave as they say you dig with your fork<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All your friends and contemporaries are gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
as your cloud now slowly spins<\/p>\n\n\n\n
your beautiful life never comes back<\/p>\n\n\n\n
now stuck at home, forgotten by everyone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
prone to disease and old age<\/p>\n\n\n\n
from the doctors and the hospital dependent<\/p>\n\n\n\n
have something to do to justify it<\/p>\n\n\n\n
your existence<\/p>\n\n\n\n
if you stop creating you shorten<\/p>\n\n\n\n
old man your life<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All generations a continuation a sequence<\/p>\n\n\n\n
a link to immortality<\/p>\n\n\n\n
therefore respect the previous generation<\/p>\n\n\n\n
for your children to honor you too<\/p>\n\n\n\n
when your turn comes<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This from an experienced reader wishing you health and longevity (10\/9\/24)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
* Amfiktyon is Lieutenant General Konstantinos Konstantinidis<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Writer, Member of the Society of Greek Writers<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Konstantinos Konstantinidis Amphiktyon wrote What is man and life? a shadow, cloud of condensed particles duration is minimal as it spins like a micro-siphon with conscience and soul and soon dissolves suddenly Your cloud struggles and toils material goods and wealth to acquire when this dissolves behind it will leave nothing only sorrow and this … <\/p>\n