When we’re alive, we do not care for health;
Our life gets spent in accruing more wealth;
Though better things are there for us to do,
We fail to use the wisdom in time due.
The modern world isn’t ‘sense of values’ based;
The hunt for lucre steals away our time;
Good deeds and virtues seldom find more place;
Death strikes surprisingly most human folk.
Some persons live today can reach the past;
No one predicts when death, the thief will strike;
Our neighbors, friends, relatives could cease fast;
We must live therefore expecting our death.
The state of soul is primary in life;
Just good and bad we do, we take with us;
Almighty God rewards each one’s good deeds;
Our wisdom prudence needs a place firstly.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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