Why goodness?

Life and death ask not thy permission

Have a glimpse at your mission
How far fetched does it seem
A mere apparition or a dream

Crushed by infinite desires
Brushed by train like trails
Are you sure for tomorrow
And think of eliminating sorrow

Who knows how long is the route
Some care not, some play flute
Goodness is the only satisfactory shore
Where treasures rest the next door

Good intentions bear but fragrant flowers
And good actions add but silent showers
This world prospers by selfless souls
Who move on focused at goals

True is that invisible rose
Whose petals smile for eternity