Nothing Would Happen Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Nothing would happen after
My death that I know and
Still I am crying
O my elderly parents
O my wife with a mere infant
In your arms, O my young children
Without me I know you have
No one to protect you
You would suffer unbearably
That I know, how could you live
Without me, a great question
These types of thinking is
The cause of my foolish mentality
That also I know
I know it is for my family attachment
And think all these due to
The darkness of ignorance
I have forgotten the real truth
I have forgotten the real life
In Truth consciousness.