With your birth, your death was confirmed! Your journey was from birth to death! It was your journey : it's your beginning, And then yes indeed; It's your end. You gained nothing, You lost nothing, You lived and you died. So why do they cry ??? The selfishness that they had you among them, Now you are gone, They have to work hard to fill the gap - that was you! Once the gap is filled you are gone, you then are a painful lingering memory for some time : after that, you are gone, gone forever - l ost to oblivion ....... rather into the eternal eternity! So, after all, you were not the you, that you, perceived and prides to be you! You were only and only; their creation, their perception, their dream, they are this and their that, the filler of the many a gap of their's, in the fictitious world of theirs! Your end hurt them with a gaping hole, that you made in the fabric of their existence - so were you just a creation or imagination of theirs? Well then, Were...
Essentially, a nincompoop is a fool, a stupid person whose incompetence or naïveté is quite apparent. It is often used to describe people of a much lower social ranking, although some may describe an unpopular or incompetent leader as an "utter nincompoop." It is conceivable that the originator of "nincompoop" was seeking to combine several unsophisticated words into one nonsensical but descriptive word.