Substance Of Life Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

If you have no work, no-one to speak to,
No plan of action, no objective to achieve,
No assets to build, nothing to relish
In eating or reading, what is left of life?

No children to bring up, grandchildren to spoil,
No parents to look after, no spouse to monitor,
No job to perform, or functions to attend.

If you have none of these things to perform
Would you say it makes no difference
Whether you are alive or dead?

Use of limbs and faculties is life, said my Dad.
He said it in Yashodhan, few days before he died:
There is truth definitely in what he said, right?