Object Of Life Poem by Anwar Hussain Farooqui

Will you, oh man, can you say unto me,
How long here you are going to be?
However long may be your stay,
Goodbye one day you are to say.

If you are happy and well-to-do,
From every point and every view,
And take it as main object of life,
Mistaken you are and wasting life.

Look to that piece of earthern pot,
Though made of dust but certainly not,
Will mix with dust nor ever will rot,
Should indeed be so life's final lot.

Approach to him who can lead you there,
And serve him till you get so fair,
If your life this way you run,
The life's battle you have rightly won.