Sonnet: Choose Your Leader, Capable
What kind of leader does a nation want?
-A corrupt person, making wealth from all;
With gift of gab, some magic words, he’ll chant;
Or empty coffers for one foe to fall!
-A righteous man, who sacrifices life,
To free the nation from chaos, ruin;
And helps the poor to combat sickness, strife,
Advising all to keep away from sin.
If democracy can’t select right man,
Then blame the voters and the system wrong;
If righteous only, come most progress can;
Can patriotism come from one song!
Think well and choose your leader capable;
No shouting helps with horse out of stable!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-5-2008
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Sonnet: Prayer for a Good American Prez
O God, Give us a President who’s strong
In faith and will, conduct and character;
Who heeds to conscience; sifts right from wrong,
And leads the nation, without pride factor.
O God, show us a most befitting man,
Woman, who rules sans corruption and flaw;
Steer the country from recession; who can
Make the nation proud through most perfect law.
O God, select the leader who hates war,
And won’t allow the unborn to be killed;
Maintains Matrimony holy by far-
Fetched measures; brings peace to all, God-willed.
Give us a President, who fears the Lord,
And rules by wisdom; not by bullet, sword.
‘God Bless America! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-4-2008
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Towards a Corruption-free India
Cleanse the nation’s democracy;
Cleanse the nation’s bureaucracy;
Cleanse the nation’s polity;
Cleanse the nation’s authority.
Cleanse the nation’s systems’ machinery;
Cleanse the nation’s judiciary;
Cleanse the nation’s property;
Cleanse the nation’s ill-gotten money.
Let people’s power permeate the Parliament;
Let there be accountability of all citizens;
Let the poor and down-trodden be never ignored;
Let India become rejuvenated.
Bring back the wealth kept outside the land;
Enact laws for the welfare of the Motherland;
Act with responsibility and amity with all;
Console the aggrieved, comfort the dying.
Put the mighty nation on the road to progress;
This is no place for vices and evils of all kind;
Install a sense of security for all;
Infuse morality and patriotism.
Those voted to power must be clean;
Those in authority should not be mean;
Those in high office should not demean;
The future should belong to the youth and the teen.
Enough is enough, rethink on everything;
Corruption is the main issue to be curbed;
The law-makers should not be the worst law-breakers;
The law should serve the purpose it is meant for.
Let’s create a new India where peace prevails;
Let’s make our country prosperous;
Let’s work with zeal and honesty;
Let hearts be filled with sensibility and sensitivity.
The nation with a billion must forge ahead;
The nation should be truly independent;
The nation must regain its former glory;
The nation must be freed from corruption.
Thanks to Anna Hazare’s yeoman service and mighty efforts!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-08-11
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‘I’m Anna! ’ - Movement: Poem on Corruption in India
The poor become poorer each day
The rich turn richer every way
Corruption is the cause that may
Prevent a nation’s progress, Aye!
Corruption rules the world in ways
Indiscernible yet, always;
The common man’s heart, mind and face
Reveals the menace in each case
Corruption wears so many masks;
The corrupt in lucre’s sun basks;
All accept it and no one asks,
‘Why burden-some turn daily tasks? ’
Corruption has gone too rampant;
It runs amok like an elephant;
The poor man’s life is like an ant;
Mass rallies slogans only chant.
The war to curb corruption’s on;
Good youth in India have been born;
The people get gleanings of corn,
While sheaves in rich men’s homes adorn.
Corruption’s the cause of price-rise;
Share-markets play a game like dice;
Taxes have grown mammoth in size;
A tax-payer ashamed then dies.
Which leader will then stem this rot?
– Democracy is badly caught;
The fight must be much bravely fought
Till freedom after Freedom’s got!
Dedicated to ‘ I’m Anna! ’ movement hero in India
Shri. Anna Hazare
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-11
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Sonnet: When Unfairly Rejected, Don’t Get Dejected!
When every time I face an election,
And get defeated by one shamefully,
I thank my stars and curb my emotion;
I accept voters’ verdict gratefully!
A Lion shouldn’t lead beasts of vile nature;
An honest man shouldn’t change his virtuous trait;
My talents, God will show how to nurture;
No one can change some foolish people’s fate!
A righteous king can’t rule an evil land;
The lazy-bones want leader too moron;
In everything, you see Almighty’s Hand!
He crowns the upright people with a sun!
The Lord has greater plans for righteous souls;
Prepare your mind and heart for newer roles!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-25-2006
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The Anna Hazare Phenomenon (India's Anti-corruption Struggle)
A man in his mid-seventies
A freedom fighter veteran
Fights against a mammoth vice
’Tis Anti corruption!
Alone he fights and defies
The Government for his fast;
He can’t have his ways with ease
Nation watches aghast!
Freedom for a freed nation!
That’s what most people want;
Gone too high has corruption;
People join with a chant.
Democracy does not work,
Riddled by problems great;
Voters turn almost berserk;
Politicians, they hate.
Why give mandate for corrupt?
Let people introspect;
Struggles should not peace disrupt,
The law, we must respect.
The old man will not give up fast;
The bill must involve all;
People unite more than in past;
It is a clarion call.
Yet, no one is above law;
The issue is too big;
No law made is without flaw;
‘A wig remains a wig! ’
One can’t stall the Parliament;
Democracy must win;
A large nation’s one big lament
‘Just root out corruption! ’
The problem is so colossal;
The government’s in a fix;
All expect a miracle,
That needs a magic mix.
Quick victory is not in sight;
The menace must be curbed;
It requires the people’s might;
No use being perturbed.
People from all walks of life
Join Anna Hazare;
Corruption is big a strife;
Vijay ho, hamare!
dedicated to all Indians who fight for a just cause
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Sonnet: When Death Comes Like a Thief…
Behind the veil of newer grief and tears,
God’s Will be done in every Christian’s life;
The love of God may take away few dears,
And tests us with great woes and added strife.
The ways of God are stranger than we think;
He takes some righteous who deserve heaven;
He wipes out evil souls whose sins may stink;
He ignores some for long, whose God’s demon.
Yet, when death strikes a person most holy,
The righteous pray in unison to God
To comfort members of his family,
All shocked by stricken grief that’s just but odd!
God’s ways surprise the wisest ones on earth;
His love of mankind never suffers dearth.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-22-2008
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Sonnet: “I am the Lord, Thy God! ”
The Lord has saved my life from death so oft;
How do I thank Him for His kindness great?
He helps in time although my call is soft;
He cared for me so lovingly till date.
He’ as drawn me in the palm of His own hand!
A thousand years is just a day to God;
To righteous souls, He shows His promised land;
To evil ones, He gives His just, stern rod.
How could the universe evolve from naught?
How could life come from lifeless forms sans God?
How could one say ’tis written fate or lot?
Can earthlings ever breathe life into clod?
Can chaos lead to harmony on own?
All things are possible to God alone.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-25-2006
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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: On Corruption Today
God, thwart the moves of men with minds insane;
Their corruption has reached enormous heights;
And masking all their crimes, righteous they feign;
Ill-gotten wealth, giving them sleepless nights!
How long this land can bear their insults, Lord?
How longer must the poor suffer hard-ships?
The corrupt own most resources, O God;
Most transactions are carried out by ‘tips’!
The people have been cheated for ages;
The poor are made poorer by corrupt men;
The employees get paid paltry wages.
For honest folk, the earth is no haven!
Most lives are endangered by corruption;
The world does need a cleansing eruption!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-12-2006
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India’s 63rd Independence Day – a Pledge
India is our land, our Motherland!
Sacred are the soil, water and air;
All Indians are our brothers, sisters;
We love our nation great and care.
Our nation is not rich but isn’t poor;
We love its vastness and its heritage;
We are proud to be called Indians;
We will usher a golden new age.
We love our home where we were born;
We trust in God and work for global peace;
We want amity among nations all;
We pray to God that wars may cease.
We want to live in harmony;
We want to progress very fast;
We want to help all those who need;
Our bickering is things of the past.
We will not force nor allow foes;
We toil to reach the moon and stars;
We stand united in joys and woes;
We pledge our lives for nation’s sake.
The Indian heart has love for life;
The Indian soul is kind from birth;
The Indian welcomes any strife;
The Indian brain is best on earth.
We are a nation proud and good;
We want to share our love and peace;
We brook not outside interference;
Impenetrable is our nation’s defence!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! Jai Indian!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-08-2009
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Helps Me Helps You
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me belongs to you
I understand what youre going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me helps you
Generosity helps me helps you
Conspiracy helps me helps you
Put you trust in me Ill help you too
Look at all the things Ive done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
Cos Ive got a great idea you see
What belongs to you belongs to me
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
Hypocrisy helps me helps you
Democracy helps me helps you
Ideology helps me helps you
Put your trust in me Ill help you through
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Sonnet: State Elections in Tamil Nadu,2006
Some leaders think they’re made by own effort;
Some try predicting election results;
Wealth ill-gotten, some think voters are dirt;
New leaders, God uniquely catapults!
But leaders come to rule by Will of God;
If bad, they bring about their own downfall;
Some even get a ruthless earthly rod;
Some good ones listen to God’s early call!
Accursed are they who hurt their poor brethren;
God spares no one for making grievous faults;
The righteous rule for long and get heaven;
The honest, humble-hearted, God pole-vaults!
The head that wears the crown must wisely rule;
The proud and evil-minded turns a fool!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-7-2006
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Sonnet: ’Tis Tough to Do Good Things!
’Tis easy to commit habitual sin;
’Tis easy to keep doing greater vice;
’Tis easy to succumb to temptation;
’Tis tough to always heed to good advice.
’Tis easy to point fingers at brothers;
’Tis tough to lead a righteous life on earth;
’Tis tough to forgive foes and your neighbors;
’Tis tough to keep your soul pure for God’s mirth.
’Tis tough to walk in heaven’s narrow road;
’Tis tough to sacrifice and pray to God;
’Tis tough to keep the Maker’s tenets, code;
’Tis tough to live according to God’s word.
No one can break the Lord’s affinity;
God helps the righteous gain eternity.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2007
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A Democratic Leader's Second Term in Office
When people give some leaders, second term,
It shows that they repose a lot of faith,
And strongly hope their dreams in life come true,
And basic amenities are given.
The country must be back in progress' path!
The leader carries heavy yoke on him;
The people's expectations are quite high;
Things must be done with speed to people's taste!
The massive mandate's sign of urgency!
There is no time to waste or to delay;
The people's sufferings must cease too soon;
Relief must be the need of hour and day!
The leader realizes his new job,
And greater responsibility;
Election promises must be sure kept;
The voter's aches of heart and home must heal!
Being a leader great is not a joke;
Remaining in authority is tough;
You got to satisfy the common man,
And richer class must grow richer with time!
The act of balancing is rather tough;
The road to regain progress is quite rough;
The past mistakes and blunders are enough;
Democracy must make all voters laugh!
A second time is tougher than the first;
The people's patience stands on brink of hope;
The nation's heart must beat in rhythm soon;
Economy must be fast vitalized!
Congrats to leaders who get second terms;
It is a test of their prowess and skills;
The power of the gab will not help now;
All want good things to happen very fast!
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Sonnet -A Leader Great
A leader great is born, once in a while,
with skill, courage, and forevision to rule,
The country wisely and in apt a style,
Deciding fast, yet staying like a Mule.
A leader great is humble to the core,
And slogs for people's progress, endlessly;
With energy and zeal, always in store.
He leads them out of chaos, selflessly.
A leader great is loved by even foes;
And gains all hearts and minds, forever so;
He works unceasingly despite all woes,
And tills the land thoroughly like a hoe.
A leader great tho' chosen by his wards,
Is pre-destined to work for no rewards.
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Sonnet: Poetry’s Forever
Earth’s poetry can never die with ease,
As long as sun rises and sets each day;
For it affords music and mental peace,
And born are poets world-o’er in God’s way.
When Mother Nature inspires a heart,
Evoking feelings turned to words by art,
The readers feel the same right from the start;
The magic-beauty of poetry’s part.
And poetry is about many things,
And helps man live exemplary a life;
And immense joy and peace, it also brings,
And helps the human beings combat strife.
So, poetry will live on earth until,
Men climb the earthly-hill by Heaven’s Will!
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Sonnet: For Heaven’s Sake, Be Righteous
Like a roaring lion, prowls the devil,
Our adversary, to undo our good;
For, enough is enough; do no evil;
Receive the crown of life through good priesthood.
Shepherd the flock like how Jesus Christ did;
The Good Shepherd died for no fault of His;
Be like the city on the hill unhid;
Walk in the shadow of the cross to bliss.
Oh, how much longer must we live in sin?
Such precious time has gone awaste in life;
God helps the righteous against devils win;
The life in heaven is one without strife.
Oh, live a selfless life for Jesus’ sake;
Remember that Heaven, hell isn’t a fake!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-6-2007
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Sonnet: The Omnipotent God
The wealth of planet earth belongs to those
Who are God’s righteous and beloved creatures;
Ill-gotten wealth of evil people goes
To chosen ones of God, and of Nature’s.
The Master of the universe is rich;
To uplift one is not a feat for Him;
The sin of man is obviously the hitch,
That makes God unfriendly, and man’s life grim.
God can create a calm within a storm;
God can produce a lull in hurricane;
God can protect a corpse from every worm;
God can bring boon out of something that’s bane.
Impossible is not a word for God;
His kindness makes one to escape His rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2008
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Happy Birthday, Dear Octogenarian Poet! May You Live Longer!
We heard today 'tis your happy birthday!
Eighty-one years had slipped away smoothly;
Thank God, you are just what you are today;
Our life must go on as per destiny!
Despite all strife, life has been kinder still;
What you had done, not many can ev'r do;
The good thing is you are not very ill!
God's wisdom and blessings reach but a few.
Each one's life-span is set by God Himself;
He gives us freedom to reduce/ prolong;
Man's work is judged not by his accrued pelf;
Ev'n now, your life just stays a blissful song!
Yet, none prevent the changes around us;
The strongest man has weaknesses galore;
God's work that's prime, if you do without fuss,
Can open yet, another wider door!
Age does not matter but your mind and heart;
Health will be good if your soul stays quite pure;
And if you'd been righteous right from the start,
To ripe old age, God helps you well endure!
"Happy Birthday, Dear Uncle Poet R.R.!
May You Live Longer! "
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-07-'12
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Sonnet: The Pope’s (Benedict XVI) Visit to America,2008
Vicar of Jesus Christ on earth- The Pope
Comes to remind Americans about
Renewing faith in God, the only hope
To every nation, without any doubt.
Progress, peace, prosperity- are all things
Bestowed on people who believe in Christ,
Who is the truth, light, way to more blessings
That comes from Heaven (God) in the Highest.
No mighty nation stays always with pow’r,
Unless the people pray to God by heart;
No man is imperishable, a flow’r;
All human beings must one day depart.
God chooses leaders, kings as per His choice-
The victor listens to Almighty’s voice!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-16-2008
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