God Abhors Abortion Always
If you believe in one living God,
If you believe in His profound love,
If you believe in His love of life,
If you believe in His gift of life,
If you believe in His fair judgment,
If you believe in His great mercy,
If you believe in His protection,
If you believe in His creation-
You will never, ever abort a child!
For, God creates life and is pro-life,
And God abhors abortion always.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-3-2008
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Stop Aborting Hereafter; Avoid the Wrath of God!
How dare you kill a lovely baby hale?
How ruthless can your heart become at times!
How foolish calling babies ‘unwanted'!
How sad you murder cold-blooded your own!
Each child is life uniquely made by God;
Each child is God's love, mercy in flesh-form;
Each child is precious to the Maker's eyes;
Each child is gift divine and heaven's bliss!
Abortion is foul murder every time;
Abortion can't become health-care at all;
Abortion turns the sacred womb, a tomb!
Abortion leaves an anguished heart and mind!
Avoid the mortal sin of abortion;
The act displeases God - Giver of Life!
The unborn child's blood pleads God for revenge;
How can a God most fair remain silent?
How can you kill your own offspring in life?
How can you stay happy on earth by crime?
How can you blunt your conscience that's right?
Must you abort and think it bestows joy?
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The Child
From pillar to post,
Some couples go,
In trying to have,
A child of their own!
They go on pilgrimages,
And they pray to God;
They donate money,
Expecting a child!
They see horoscopes;
They see the stars-position in the sky!
They do repentance,
To get a child!
They see the best doctors,
And undergo medical check-ups;
Some go abroad
For gift of child!
Some seek the help of science,
And try the latest advances;
But only a few
Manage to have a child!
Some give up every hope
And adopt a child;
Some remain childless
Until their death.
God gives children to so many,
And denies the same to some;
Some foolishly abort,
Invoking wrath of God!
Some beat the child;
Some enslave it;
Some starve it long;
Some neglect the child!
God’s sends nature’s furies –
Floods, quakes, famines, diseases,
Destroying people
Who kill children!
Child – the gift of God;
Child – a miracle;
Child – the joy of mankind;
Child – progeny of the human race!
Child – the love of God;
Child – mercy of God;
Child – grace of God;
Child – blessing of God!
A child makes the family wholesome;
A child ushers immense joy;
A child makes life worth living for;
A child is a divine toy!
God gives a child with ease;
Man drives it to disease;
God makes a life anew;
Man ends most lives but few!
Why kill children?
Why maim the tiny tots?
Why abuse children?
Why destroy lives, God-made?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-18-2008
poem by John Celes
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Anti-abortion Song
Isn’t there a baby inside you,
You teenager?
Isn’t it alive within you,
You teen mother?
How come you did not know it,
For this long time?
Oh, without sex, can you turn
A teen mother?
*
There is a living baby
Inside your womb;
Don’t murder to stay happy,
And build its tomb!
Abortion’s murder most foul,
You teenager;
Don’t do a thing to put it
Into danger!
*
A baby’s inside because
You were careless;
It is a child of God too,
Don’t be ruthless.
If mom aborted you, then
Would you be here?
Allow the child to be born:
Don’t you now err!
*
Don’t you abort the cute babe,
Hear its sweet voice;
It pleads to God; be ‘pro-life’
And you rejoice.
There is a life within you,
Apart from yours;
It is your boy or girl own:
Don’t be ‘pro-choice! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-29-2008
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Do Not Kill Your Baby, (Wo) Man!
When skeins of wool,
I gave to man,
He took my hide for coat!
When meat and milk,
I gave to him,
He took my life as well!
When healthy babe,
God gives to Eve,
She kills the child in womb!
When born is child,
Healthy, alive,
She smothers it to death!
Oh, what a cruel act man does
When killing own offspring!
When Potter made the pot of clay,
And breathed His life within,
Man breaks the pot for no reason,
Before it could be used!
The vessels that are not deformed,
Without a single crack,
Are broken recklessly by men,
Like Abortion,
Infanticide!
Each child is priceless, living gift
From God to man, woman;
He makes each child by love from heart,
That overflows each time!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-2010
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Pro-life…
I thank my mother,
Who brought me forth
Into the world,
God made, so bold.
And my dear father,
For doing his worth,
To raise me up,
With love-filled cup.
I admire them
For such strong faith,
And duty-minds -
Both rare are finds.
I was their child eighth,
Of ten children!
God blessed them well;
Their work was swell.
But had they stopped with
Just one or two,
Like how some did:
Oh, God forbid!
What lovely parents
They turned to be,
And lived all life,
Despite much strife
If not for them both
What would I be?
-An abortus
Or dead fetus!
The love of Maker,
Good parents give
To children all,
When they are small
Such children bring them
Blessings from God,
And intense mirth,
Right here on earth.
I thank you parents;
I thank you God,
For gift of birth,
And lovely earth.
Just think of parents
Who do abort,
Against God’s will,
By their weak will.
Their life will be filled
With emptiness;
Their guilt and sins
Makes life non-sense.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-28-2008
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‘Pro-choice’ Versus ‘Pro-life’!
A teen mother has made her choice
Of smothering a little voice,
Within her womb, without a noise-
So that, she can always rejoice!
A raped victim wants abortion;
She will not give for adoption;
She has no other safe option:
The Pill had failed- her dejection.
‘Pro-choice’ is ‘roads to Perdition’;
Abortion ushers Damnation,
And Maker’s abomination;
Accursed will be such a nation.
‘Pro-life’ is road of right nation;
Heav’n is put in jubilation:
Good mom’s role and adulation;
An unborn soul’s adoration!
A life allowed by God on earth,
Must go on to a normal birth,
And give its parents intense mirth:
‘Pro-life’ is heaven’s choice and worth!
‘Each child that’s born is gift of God;
Abortions will invite His rod;
Pro-life will always get His nod,
Although at times, it appears odd! ’
When blood is shed within the womb,
In preventing the ‘baby-boom’,
The unborn’s pleas can never die-
All excuses are but a Lie.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-27-2008
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The Seed in the Womb- Baby Alive!
There is a dormant life, unseen,
In every seed!
When sowed in soil that’s wet,
Under the bright rays of the sun,
It sprouts into a seedling,
With overt life!
It grows into a sapling-
A miniature plant,
Which grows into a plant or tree,
Laden with flowers, fruits and seeds,
And happy are both,
God and mankind.
Do farmers destroy seeds?
Do they destroy sprouted seeds?
Do they pull off seedlings?
Do they remove saplings?
And all have life,
From Creator!
There is an innate life, unseen
In each zygote!
On nidation in womb,
Under the loving care of God,
It grows, becoming embryo:
With overt life!
Which grows into a fetus-
Miniature human being!
Bubbling with life;
And grows into a human babe,
That should be born,
To grow into an adult (male/ female) ,
Who can now have, children,
Maintaining human race,
And happy are both,
God and mankind!
Should one destroy zygotes?
Should one destroy embryos? (Abortion)
Should one murder the fetus? (Feticide, Abortion))
Should one kill the babe, unborn? (Infanticide)
And all have life,
From Creator!
Life is life- plant or beast!
Life is life- in seed or ovum / sperm!
Life is life- small or big!
Life is life- in utero or ex!
Life is life- unborn or born!
Life is life- child or adult!
Would anyone sane destroy
A growing plant?
Would anyone sane cut down
A little tree?
Does any woman have the right
To abort her child?
Can any man or woman
Murder own child?
‘God gives the ‘seed’ life in the womb,
None dare take this out, except Him.
God makes the seed grow in the womb;
No one dare turn the womb, a tomb!
Abortion is murder, most foul
Of a baby in the womb! ’
‘THOU SHALT NOT KILL- saith the Lord.’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-29-2008
poem by John Celes
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Thanks Be to God
God helped me through my days of great travail,
And brought me out unscathed through life’s thistles;
He cared for me when I was quite careless,
Comforting me in my life’s agony.
God made me better than what I could be,
Consoling my heart in times of despair;
If I am good now, God is the reason;
The badness in me is my own folly.
God protected me from my enemies;
The guilt of doing sins could not prevail;
He forgave me my many trespasses,
And gave me successes against devils.
Oh, what a wonderful God, I have known,
Amazing in His love for all mankind!
To follow Christ, His only Son is great;
This is the mercy, love, Almighty’s grace.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2008
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Abortion (1-6)
Abortion #1
Watch them
slaughter
the child
and
'dispose'
of it.
Abortion #2
A life snuffed out
before it can begin.
No chance to love,
to grow, to learn
to live;
no chance to do anything.
A life
just created
and destroyed.
Abortion #3
A quick flow of blood
a tiny corpse.
A baby murdered,
it's mother leaves the clinic
continuing to live her life
unlike her child.
Abortion #4
Tears
dropp from Heaven
as another child is murdered.
A soul without a name
unwanted by its own mother,
robbed of its right to live.
I pray for you.
Abortion #5
As you go to get your abortion
remember that at this moment
you are alive
and able to kill your child
because your mother
did not choose
to abort you.
Abortion #6
Abortion
is not murder
any more
than shooting a little baby
in the back of the head
is murder.
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Sonnet: In Earthly Life
Most things we do in life appear in vain;
Most decisions we take seem incorrect;
Attempts we make in worldly life are bane:
Sad plight of Homo sapiens who’s erect!
We must not measure labor with money;
We can’t return our parents’ love in life;
We cannot gauge Bees’ toil that makes honey;
God compensates our efforts ’midst our strife.
The love of man for God is not so deep;
The love of God which made us is so great;
His code of conduct, every man must keep;
God helps us always to improve our fate.
Sometimes, our earthly life seems like a drill;
Nevertheless, we ought to do God’s will!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-21-2008
poem by John Celes
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X'MAS MESSAGE 2012 - The Realities of Earthly Life
Life looks great
when our dreams, desires and accomplishments come through
on time, and as per our expectations.
Life turns dull, dreary and monotonous
when something exciting fails to happen,
and remain elusive for long.
Life becomes sad and worthless
when grief and woes often beset
our compromised earthly life.
Life seems worth living
when our hope and trust is in God alone
and God is with us!
THE GOD OF LIFE
GAVE US EACH OUR LIFE
AND HIS ONLY SON'S PRICELESS LIFE
UPON THE HOLY CROSS
TO REDEEM ALL MANKIND!
WHAT A LOVELY GOD
AND WHAT A WAY TO SHOW HIS LOVE
TO HUMAN BEINGS
HE MADE FROM JUST CLOD!
COPYRIGHT BY Dr John Celes 28-11-12
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Learn From The Holy Bible:
About the God of creation;
About His Kingdom called Heaven;
About His angels and saints;
About His glory and power.
About the narrow road to Heaven;
About the broad paths to hell;
About His Ten Commandments;
About the need to avoid sins.
About the prophets and their prophecies;
About true stories that occurred before Christ;
About the infinite mercy of God;
About His just punishments as well.
About the love of God for man;
About the birth, death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus Christ;
About the Last Judgment Day;
About the second coming of Christ.
About the need to repent for our sins;
About the forgiveness of sins;
About how to live a good Christian life;
About the end of the world!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-29-2008
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Abortion
If mother kills her child in womb,
And this is not a sin or crime,
Why shouldn’t one kill others by bomb,
Or murder innocents each time?
The ‘seed’ implant in utero,
Is precious life, allowed by God,
And has all rights to live, be born
And see the world that God has made!
When homicide per se is crime,
Attracting punishment on earth,
How much more is infanticide
And abortion of unborn child?
What mother is she who would kill
Her unborn child, while still in womb-
An act against Almighty’s Will,
And turn the place of birth, a tomb?
No God of love will allow this
Great sin by modern Adams, Eves;
For, God is fair to all creatures-
Beast or man, big or small, with soul!
You shall not kill a human being
For, murder is a mortal sin,
Inviting mighty wrath of God-
Eternal Damnation, the rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-11-2008
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: On Suicide
A mother scolds her child for doing wrong-
A reason for the child for suicide!
A teacher canes a girl for her love-song:
The latter fell into a well and died!
A father chides his son for marks, so poor:
The son had fallen headlong from a ledge;
An uncle warns his nephew not to err:
The latter tries to end his life with grudge.
What flimsy reasons drive people to die!
Some use a noose or take o’er-dose of pills!
How stupid can such persons try to be!
Is suicide the solution for ills?
Can God forgive such blunders, causing rift?
Our earthly life is precious-most, God’s gift.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-20-2008
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The Child in the Womb…
The child in the womb longs
To leave the darkness ’round,
And see the light of the world,
Created by God.
The child in the womb yearns
To breathe the lovely air
Of independent life,
Made by God.
The child in the womb wants
To move about with ease,
On planet earth’s terrain,
Meant for it.
The child in the womb waits
To show its cry of life,
And feel its mother’s warmth,
And parents’ love.
The child in the womb loves
To show its beauteous form,
That love of God gave it,
Free of cost!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-15-2008
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Sonnet: Senescence
All love to reach a ripe old age in life;
A long life-span is Maker’s gift to some;
Attaining hundred years is not so rife;
To most, a peaceful death is just welcome.
Old age gives time to think and pray to God;
Past memories of good and bad days flash;
Diseases, frailty are the only rod;
Some find it difficult to eat or wash.
Some lucky ones are hale and hearty still;
Their loving kith and kin, so often throng;
Some pray that they must never fall down ill;
Some spend their old age engrossed in some song.
Not all old-timers leave the world quite fast;
In somnolence profound, some breathe their last!
Dedicated to all old persons, who keep their cheer.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-2008
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Sonnet: Death Will Come
God breathed life into dust to make each man,
And gave him soul to realize His love;
And made each, uniquely, both man, woman:
And keep soul sin-free, and one’s love to prove.
All earthlings must perish some day on earth,
And leave behind all earthly things, we got;
A great blessing indeed is every birth;
There is no thing we call as our sheer lot!
Are we prepared to embrace death that day?
It comes thief-like to cut the thread of life;
How many can to death then bravely say,
‘I’m ready for your cruel, ruthless knife! ’
All earthlings die to turn again to clay,
Releasing soul for God’s Last Judgment Day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-2008
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Abortion- Heaven gone amiss?
God gave women a pelvic bag,
‘The uterus’ or Womb!
And tethered it well, not to sag-
To rear children aplomb;
The growth of fetus should not lag,
And turn the womb, its tomb!
And neither should one abort it,
Thinking it is unfit!
The God of life gave some creatures,
The uterus or womb;
He gives the ‘seed’ life, and nurtures,
Some make the womb, a tomb!
No God of life can accept fault
Of a sinful human soul;
Most babies ought to pass the vault:
To be born- their one goal.
Some bring the babe out by ‘Caesar, ’
-a cut in uterus:
On dates and times, in their leisure,
Sans labor-pains or fuss!
Some others kill the unborn child,
Because they don’t want it;
Will rod of God for them be mild,
Or will it be ‘Fire-pit’?
‘Abortion is sure murder foul’-
No one dare deny this;
All god-believers surely scowl
For, Heaven’s gone amiss?
Can not the modern man, woman
Just understand this truth?
None can escape the Maker’s pan:
‘He’ll take a tooth for tooth! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-9-2008
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Abortion Revisited
The Sculptor makes each masterpiece,
With equal labor, love and care;
But human beings murder own,
Unlike the beasts, who know not God.
While many yearn for just one child,
And families on earth vanish,
As God denies the gift of child:
Yet, those with children kill offspring?
The Maker makes some wombs sterile;
The Maker makes some, more fertile;
What ruthless hearts dare murder babes-
That bear semblance to God Himself!
Don’t expect mercy from the Lord,
Who loves all creatures, great and small;
He gave man freedom and free will:
That is abused by earthlings still.
God hears the pleas of unborn babes,
(Who wish to see the world, God made)
All murdered by their own parents-
A treachery, deserving hell.
Behold the unborn’s curse shall bring
Unwanted woes and suffering,
That punishes generations,
However mighty are nations.
No species kill their very own!
All babies have freedom to live;
No human being kills by right,
Another in the human race.
Abortion is a heinous crime;
Procured abortion is a Sin;
All lives are lives in utero;
No one has right to abortion.
The baby in the womb has rights;
A life that’s formed by God in womb,
Has right to exist after birth!
To God, all lives are truly same!
Show me some beasts that kill offspring!
Don’t they struggle to rear their young?
Why human beings turn ‘beast-like,
When God is merciful to them?
The unborn child needs dignity;
Unwanted babies are God’s gems;
If you can’t spare your baby’s life,
God’s rod befalls you like a knife!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2008
poem by John Celes
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Abortions on the Increase
The world kills babies by the millions;
What cruel hearts could love to kill their own?
The babies killed are wholesome and healthy;
But Nature kills just those who can’t survive.
The right to life is baby’s basic right;
To kill a new-born babe is not correct;
God sees the tears of unborn babies all;
The God of life will punish those who kill.
The guilt of abortion can wreck one’s life;
Some mothers have committed suicide;
What insane minds dare kill their unborn kids?
Though maimed, some fetuses are born alive!
No species kills its own within the womb;
The right to life is prime for all species;
All parents rear their young ones though deformed;
But man alone kills babies though well-formed!
Oh, won’t you stop such treacherous killing?
Breast cancer afflicts mothers who abort;
Abortions lead to more miscarriages;
Stop murder of unborn babies in womb.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-4-2008
poem by John Celes
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