Pre-occupied is man in worldly gains;
Who knows when comes, sudden, cruel demise?
Most men forget the few celestial lanes,
As virtues get overtaken by vice.

None try to ever see, when one's alive;
They flock to take part in his funeral rite;
Some posthumously too may still arrive;
Pity, there's none to even pyre light.

The world today is moving in false ways,
No more are people bound by love that's true;
Their actions have just money in its base,
For success, men, the evil spirits woo.

So, cheating others is the common trend;
No Man to God, a good Man can pretend.

Dr John Celes

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-love-others-when-alive/