Hell Awaits Evil Doers
The modern world seems crazy to the core;
We strike a balance in most things we do;
Money appears to solve problems many;
Muscle does some things that money cannot.
The Media makes celebrities o’er-night;
Influence guides bureaucrat’s decisions;
Merit is given a back-seat most times;
Merchants make money paying taxes least.
Most honest citizens are taxed the most;
Success smiles on men without conscience;
The righteous eke a livelihood of toil;
The lazy ones make money rather fast.
God allows ghastly crimes to happen too;
Nevertheless, both good and bad things end;
The evil-doers have a mighty crash;
God gives a longer rope to most such men.
This does not mean that dishonesty lasts;
The wicked suffer punishments on earth;
They fizzle out like soap-bubbles in sun;
Untruth can’t rule the roost on earth for long.
Reality will bring justice to all;
The day of reckoning will seal all fates;
All evil hearts can’t escape God’s judgment;
Their harm will be disclosed in great detail.
God’s mercy may not save them from Hell’s fire;
The upright souls will get rewards from God;
The God of goodness loves the righteous;
He takes them to His own Abode- Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-2-2008
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Money Isn’t the Answer
Can money give you ample sleep at night?
Can money bring you satiety you want?
Can money soothe the heart and mind aggrieved?
Can money resurrect a person dead?
Can money cause fertility in wombs?
Can money heal the wounds of minds and hearts?
Can money make up for one’s parents’ love?
Can money work a miracle you want?
Can money cure a cancer of grade four?
Can money bring joy to a childless pair?
Can money purchase your seat in heaven?
Can money solve all problems that you face?
There are so many things money can’t do;
Your trust in God and labor, matter too.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
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The Hand of God
The Hand of God is Almighty Himself!
No pride of human hearts can match its pow’r;
No human faculty can challenge Him;
No human thought can decipher God’s ways.
Just fools alone may try to question God;
The righteous wise find shelter in His Word;
No earthly treasures have value in heaven;
Money is invalid in divine vaults.
God stands by righteous souls in all travail;
Defeat is something untrue in their lives;
The devils’ overtures can’t dupe these minds;
Success smiles surely in all things they do.
Lo, Hell awaits all evil human hearts;
None can escape punishment of God just;
Repentance may win favor with the Lord;
The penitent can enter God’s Abode.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-28-2008
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Sonnet: Evil Are Most Men These Days!
No more this world of men seems civilized!
Their vices have sent virtues to back-ground;
This modern world I know seems devilised!
From actions reckless, men appear Hell-bound!
Tho’ Satan works his newer ways on men,
And causes suff’rings to souls innocent,
Yet, watches God from His abode Heaven,
And soon, the rod to them He will present.
Men’s brains have become crafty to the core!
For money’s sake, men will do anything;
Their frenzied nature appears in the fore;
Thus, evil-doers on earth bring havoc.
But not for long as God will call His shots,
And soon they will become mere broken pots!
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Sonnet: God Protects His Good People
Though scourged be Righteous men all life on earth,
By evil minds and devils in sequence,
Good Samaritans, Angels too have birth,
To save the Upright from chains of non-sense.
The God of Goodness and Justice observes,
The chaos loosened all over the world;
And gives his loved ones strength and steel-like nerves,
And hearts that withstand all abuses hurled.
By miracles, the honest are preserved,
And triumphant is truth and justice still,
The evil get punishments, they deserved,
A change of heart, mind, soul comes on until.
Evil begets evil and wrath of God,
Who will not hesitate to use His Rod.
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God Amply Blesses Righteous Souls
At last, some things do happen much sought for,
in strange a manner, and in God’s own time;
The world is taken aback by such feats –
those happen by mere trust in Almighty!
God blesses righteous souls in mighty ways!
Our prayers can bring forth miracles quite fast;
God does not forsake nor abandon souls;
His love for righteousness is too steadfast.
The world looks down upon all righteous souls;
Yet, truth triumphs always ultimately;
Our foes and friends cannot believe their eyes;
God showers blessings on His beloved souls.
The righteous win against such heavy odds;
When God does things, He does them perfectly;
Our earthly tries end up in vanity,
But God gives upright souls some thumping wins.
Let worry not engulf one’s heart and mind;
Keep purity of soul foremost in life;
Sin shouldn’t decrease the bond of man with God;
God does great things if one truly deserves!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-11-2008
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Sonnet: Money Buys Sinful Things
Money can get a person murdered but
It can’t ev’r bring back life that has once left;
Money can build a palace from a hut!
It can’t give widows, husbands, love bereft.
Money can give love-making hours and lust;
It cannot wipe the sin of adultery;
Money can make idols that go to dust,
But can’t wipe tears, stop wars, crimes, misery.
Money can make a man tell false witness;
It cannot stifle justice of our God;
Money can buy a harem to Caress,
But not the Word of God who is the Lord!
Money can buy most things on earth but ne’er
A place in Heaven, the least however!
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Sonnet: The order of Things Today
The way things happen is so disgusting;
All Christians suffer like how Jesus did;
The righteous face a world most annoying;
The modern evils have blown off their lid!
A pity ’tis to see the way things are!
The corrupt ones are ruling every front;
The worthless man is over-night a star!
In every sphere, the upright bear the brunt.
Yet, seasons ought to change despite delay;
The God who made the lovely earth, knows all;
And very soon, He’ll have His final say;
All evil men will have a grievous fall!
Industrious ones will win over lazy;
The road to righteousness is not easy!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-18-2006
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Sonnet: God is Beside His Righteous Souls
God loves His righteous people immensely,
And cares for them, protecting them always;
The snares of evil men can't harm truly;
With ease, the righteous on earth spend their days!
The Maker wages wars and wins them all;
The righteous feel secure with God beside;
God watches them and hears their every call;
The righteous shun all vices and all pride!
God plans the future of His beloved souls;
Nothing can go amiss in His schedule;
The non-believers are all merely fools;
Awards/ rewards come without any rule!
God will not lose a single righteous soul;
All righteous too have celestial a goal!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-08-12
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Sonnet: Miraculous Prayers
I cannot be right hand or left for you,
But I will sympathize for you at times;
I’ll give you respect and do my duty;
You can depend on me sure in all climes.
I cannot give you money or great wealth,
But I can be your friend good, when you need;
I can advise you well regarding health
Of body, mind – keep off from evil deed!
I cannot recommend or influence;
But say the word and I will pray for you;
I can decipher well from sense, nonsense,
And beg God’s mercy for the things you do.
I may not save your life on earth some way;
Your soul, I can try saving any day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-27-2008
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Sonnet: The Winner Is God And His People
There are some things that money cannot buy;
There are some things whose value priceless lies;
There are some things decided by Most High;
There are some things one does before one dies.
It is a war between good and evil;
It is a war between virtues and vice;
It is a war between man and devil;
It is a war to save man- God's device.
If God is Truth, how can the Righteous die?
If God is Goodness, good men will survive;
If God is potent most, success is nigh;
If God is Alpha, He’s always alive.
Yet knowing this, man tends to forget God,
To claim powers God-1ike looks rather odd.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet - Money
Let money be thy servant, not Master;
So, put thy wealth in use for mankind's sake;
Let progress come for fellowmen, faster;
What profits come if genuine, thou may take.
The money-needs of life on earth are small;
Money begets money and vices too;
But money cannot solve our problems all;
Let money not cause mis- conduct in you.
What use is money kept as coins and notes?
Banks lend their money so that they may grow;
Money cannot purchase all honest votes;
For money's sake, hardships, we undergo.
How many pairs of shoes, your feet will need?
Let excess money try to others feed.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Satanic Souls!
A myriad human souls are seen misled
By evil forces, keeping them in dark,
With conscience dysfunctional or dead,
And satanic influences and mark!
A few strange souls seem working night and day,
And try to dispel darkness of all sorts;
They’re guided by the Maker’s will and way,
And serve to save some hell-bound souls and hearts!
The modern world is turning chaotic;
Yet, goodness will prevail o’er bad on earth,
Though Satan tries to be acrobatic,
And righteous human beings are a dearth.
The Master of the universe is God;
All sinfulness will get His final rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2007
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SONNET: Good Men are a dearth
If I can find, one Man good on this Earth!
The joy that fills my heart shall know no bounds;
If I can find still some more since my birth,
My woes will vanish as there wont be grounds.
For, finding righteous men on Earth is rare;
Nevertheless, such men exist unseen;
If not for them, bad men will have funfare;
This World will seem hopeless and much more mean.
One upright Man can balance many bad;
Much evil gets offset by one good act;
The heinous crimes we see, can make us sad;
Both devils and evil men have a pact.
Our God is good and goodness will triumph!
His love for Man's a-never-failing -PUMP!
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Sonnet: True Success Comes With God’s Help
Whatever plans that man may make his own,
Don’t take off well yet in the longer run;
And in the end, he finds himself a clown,
His work turns out to be an act of fun.
For, God can bring things to a grinding halt,
Or give the fillip to a super-start;
If things don’t move, ’tis purely man’s own fault,
And blame goes to us for our foolish part.
God takes the side of righteous men, women,
And gives a rope that’s long for evil ones;
He can rescue one from a lion’s den!
And from the face of death by war-zone guns.
And Providence will have the final say!
And man cannot escape his reckoning-day.
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Sonnet: Money Ain’t The Answer
Money, we seek in life to fulfil needs;
Most labour hard to gain some extra wealth;
Some even go on to do evil deeds,
And in the process, spoil their body's health.
Money evades some persons for quite long;
Some get it accidentally, by luck;
Some acquire it through a single song;
But happiness can't come to all by buck.
For, money can't give bliss for all on earth;
Money can't solve all problems in our life;
Neither can it ensure a divine berth;
Money can bring a man unwanted strife.
And yet, the human mind stays money-mad,
Forgetting Almighty God; Oh, how sad!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: The World Needs Justice
Tilt the balance I will, in ways I can:
Whenever justice is put in peril;
Till goodness succeeds over evil, man
Just like we triumph over the devil.
This world can’t take too much of unfairness;
Good things must happen much more than things bad;
Men cannot live always in much harness;
God, intervene Thou must, or we go mad!
How much of evil things can this world bear?
How long can righteous men be dishonored?
How long can people grievances not air?
Too much of gall hast Thou in our cup poured!
The world can’t go on in this way O Lord!
To live thus, common men cannot afford.
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Sonnet- God's Punishment Will Come
Oh, how I wish to get my mind off men,
Who misbehave with brethren of own soil;
Oh, how I wish they were put in a den,
Or roasted live in a cauldron of oil!
For evil men, such punishments are right;
What crimes they perpetrate on their brethren!
They dare to do evil in broad daylight;
For money's sake, they readily harm men.
The plight of women seems to be much worse;
This is a world, male-dominated sure;
For how long will God allow them to curse?
And how much longer, they must hurt, endure?
But what to do, this is the way things are!
Yet, God is watching everyone, not far.
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Sonnet: God, Make the World Better
Build me a mantle of protection, Lord,
With fervent prayers that I Thee offer;
From evil men, safety I can’t afford;
Security of life, Thou must proffer.
The evil minds are far too many God;
The righteous men I see are far too few;
The world has gone crazy and appears ‘mod, ’
Most sinful acts escape punishments due.
Thou art the only One in whom I trust;
With Thee beside, no one dare pluck one hair!
Oh, bring Thy tempest /deluge/ famine/ gust,
And make the world order, once again fair.
The world is now unfit for most good men;
Thy Will be done on earth as in Heaven.
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A saddle
At back of the pound
Just to fill your bowl
Money as a blade
Merely with dual edge
Money make You fly
Money make you cry
Money makes a change
Or makes a chain
Money makes a chair
What's make u cheap
Money not your cause
It's only the cost
Money makes bright
Money back the dream
Or break your dream
Can be for bread
Can be for bride
brick for your house
To build your profile
brand for the success
Blush for your shoes
Make you so brief
Source for prestige
Bridge where's breach
Who have the bread
then have the brain
Boon hit the sky
may bring to the hell
Burn out in block
Balance of our earth
Brace your heart
It's bound for peace
Power for the great
Bond for the grace
Money as bracket
Is a bone of the faith
Bounce for your aim
what you buy
for
You will pay for
Just a payback
money makes crime
or
makes cream
manifest our best
or magnify inner beast
So with the saddle
on back
Holding bridle in hand
bearing your inner light
With your backup state
you will be the prince
Praise for our god
merely feeds
the bird
certain pair
certain paid
Money not the great
But the MAN is great
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