Sonnet: Man’s Vanity-Show
A typhoon hits a coast so severely
And leaves behind a million homes flattened,
Some dead: scores injured- some so grievously;
The people’s lives seem suddenly threatened.
The price of fuel has sky-rocketed;
The number of beggars has gone up too;
Appeals for help are rather well-knitted;
’Gainst Nature’s furies, whatev’r can men do?
Yet, countries waste their wealth in cause of science;
They search for life in near-by galaxies;
And men these days ignore their conscience;
The craze for wealth is man’s newer disease.
Whilst man has made progress in many fields,
His ventures mostly destructive end yields.
poem by John Celes
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Sonnet: In Self-Praise
I’ll fight like a lion and take the bull;
I’m no coward that preys upon a kid!
An Autodidact can’t make his life dull;
I do what just my conscience me does bid.
I never yearn for easy wealth or name;
If people ignore me, I them ignore;
I never walk the easy road to fame;
If not this, God opens a newer door!
Nothing on earth can prevent my ascent;
With God as Friend, why should I be afraid?
My nose can diagnose any subtle scent;
I am at ease although, a bit ill-paid.
Use me to improve mankind God, I ask;
But never let my heart break like a flask!
poem by John Celes
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On the Eve of the New Year,2012
Whatev’r the old year had to say, it said!
Whatev’r the past year had to bring, it brought!
Whatev’r the past, let memories good stay;
Let strife that came, embolden hearts and minds!
The old year had its good and bad well-mixed;
Let’s hope the New Year brings more joy and smiles;
Let dreams unfulfilled become realities;
Let world brazen itself for newer feats!
Yet, sense of values must prevail in life;
A moralistic society must grow;
The youth today must make better adults;
World nations must have ties of love and peace!
Let carnal needs not supercede the soul’s!
Let human lives remain priceless, sacred;
Let leaders not waste wealth for vain glory;
Let God remain foremost in endeavours!
Let downtrodden receive more attention;
Let terrorism weeds be pulled by roots;
Let physically challenged get more aid;
Let love exchanges greet the human race!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-12-2011
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Sonnet: Man is Foolish?
How foolish truly man can sometimes be!
Trying to search for life in stellar Space;
When things are there on earth in aplenty;
Man's quest for wealth elsewhere is in fast pace.
Believing machines that he has devised;
Relying on Science, much more than on, God;
Doing things destructive, uncivilised;
Man cares for earthly acclaim and award.
0 how he wastes his energy and time!
And how he wastes hard-earned wealth in research!
He forgets that his soul must be sublime;
Spiritual life and God are left in lurch.
This is how man has been foolish for long;
And sings by heart a discontented song.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet- Whither Research Today
Research has reached the fringe of disciplines,
And opened new vistas for newer fields;
So exciting are these grey areas since,
Mankind ventures forth to improve its yields.
Despite the many secrets unraveled,
Man keeps pushing forward with giant strides;
Through mountains, seas, man seems to have tunneled;
No more he cares for time or even tides.
And everywhere there’re business potentials!
The money spent can give back bigger sums;
Foolhardy men submit credentials,
In newer fields, world-o’er without much scums.
There is no end to man’s curiosity;
Man can succeed in ev’n adversity!
6-25-2001
poem by John Celes
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City Of Beggars
The sky is always blue in the city of beggars
There is not much green in the city of beggars
There are buildings being built so fast in the city of beggars
In every corner that you encounter
The city of beggars are growing so fast
And in the city of beggars lives 30 million people
The air is not that good in the city of beggars
Because of the factories and the cars
The city of beggars never sleep
The noise goes on 24 hours a day
It is not safe to walk in the street of beggars
Because you can get robbed and killed at any time of the night or day
The traffic is chaotic in the city of beggars
Thanks God there is no snow in the city of beggars
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Power & Freedom
Pop/jones
All my life i've been polite but
I'm afraid it's _?_
I'm a man i know what i want
Gonna take some nerve to get it
When you feel alone and damned
Like you're living in your hell
You want power, you want freedom
I wanna tell that girl my story
Cause baby you might like my story
When you feel all cut off
And nobody gives you talk
You want power, you want freedom
The loneliness will craze you
Nobody cool will save you
And the system's built to waste you
You want power, freedom
One by one the lives turn over
If you don't jump your life is over
Guess now all that matters
When your spirit's getting flattened
You need power, freedom
The lineliness will craze you
And no one cool will save you
And the system wants to slave you
You want power, freedom
When you feel alone and damned
Like you're living in your hell
When you're feeling all cut off
Nobody gives you talk
And no one cool will save you
The system's built to waste you
The loneliness will craze you
Craze you, craze you, craze you
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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What’s the Use of…?
What’s the use of immense beauty
When beauty isn’t even skin-deep?
What’s the use of one’s intellect
When from vices, you cannot keep?
What’s the use of a newer dress
When moths have made their ugly holes?
What’s the use of your earthly life
When goes amiss your heaven’s goal?
What’s the use of amassing wealth
When there’s no peace and love at home?
What’s the use of your body’s skin
When in winter, you can’t keep warm?
What’s the use of knowledge profound
When good character, it can’t mould?
What’s the use of siblings many
When hatred grows while all grow old?
What’s the use of achievements tall
When love you cannot your neighbor?
What’s the use of medals, trophies,
When heart and mind can’t be kept pure?
What’s the use of reaching the moor
When wearied by walk in hot sun?
What’s the use of discoveries
When Nature’s furies stay with man?
What’s the use of science and research
When you can’t move closer to God?
What’s the use of God’s endless love
When you can’t reach Maker’s Abode?
poem by John Celes
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Where Nature She Loses Her Temper
The dead are past all cares and sorrows the survivors their life's dreams destroyed
'Tis said that in Nature's moment of anger in Kashmir that thousands of people have died
She leaves behind grief and desolation great buildings toppled to the ground
Where Nature she loses her temper death and destruction to be found.
For our disrespect to Mother Nature there has to be some price to pay
When she flies into fits of anger she flattens everything in her way
Her latest earthquake in Asia proves how destructive she can be
Yet us humans are her benefactors since she feeds all of humanity.
We abuse our marvellous Mother Nature when we pollute her land, rivers and sea
Yet without her we would quickly die of thirst and hunger and none quite so generous as she
And despite her odd fits of bad temper to Humankind she is a friend
And her moods are so very natural since she is not one to pretend.
The dead they are now past all feelings from all cares and sorrows they are gone
And the survivors head for refugee camps and life on the Planet goes on
Where Nature she loses her temper destruction and sorrow are rife
And buildings like pancakes are flattened and there is a huge loss of life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Power Freedom
Pop/jones
All my life Ive been polite but
Im afraid its _? _
Im a man I know what I want
Gonna take some nerve to get it
When you feel alone and damned
Like youre living in your hell
You want power, you want freedom
I wanna tell that girl my story
Cause baby you might like my story
When you feel all cut off
And nobody gives you talk
You want power, you want freedom
The loneliness will craze you
Nobody cool will save you
And the systems built to waste you
You want power, freedom
One by one the lives turn over
If you dont jump your life is over
Guess now all that matters
When your spirits getting flattened
You need power, freedom
The lineliness will craze you
And no one cool will save you
And the system wants to slave you
You want power, freedom
When you feel alone and damned
Like youre living in your hell
When youre feeling all cut off
Nobody gives you talk
And no one cool will save you
The systems built to waste you
The loneliness will craze you
Craze you, craze you, craze you
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Machines Have Come… But…
Machines have come…
To peer and pry;
To watch whatev'r you do;
To hear whatev'r you say;
To see and spy.
But, you can dupe them all!
Machines have come…
To know all your secrets;
To follow all your moves;
To help you run your shows;
To guard your homes and doors!
But, you can dupe them all!
Machines have come…
To catch you on wrong foot;
To check your wealth, accounts;
To detect where you hide;
To note with whom you talk.
But, you can dupe them all!
Yet, God is more than all the best machines!
The timeless one living supernatural Being;
The Omnipotent who does all things eternally;
He made all things with perfection,
And does not wish to cheat!
And none dare ev'r dupe Him!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-08-12
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Sonnet: The Poet and Science
Is Science, a poet’s foe in poetry?
Why blame the world of science for its progress?
Out-moded’s the poet’s Nature-study;
Literature must wear a scientific dress.
Gone are the days of blind beliefs/ legends;
Man has landed on the moon many times;
No more the moon has myths it portends;
Let science therefore be thy decor in rhymes.
Decoded has man, the human genome;
Many diseases have a cure today;
’Tis unwise still to write the myths of Rome!
Poets incorporate what science shall say.
Science is no impediment to the art!
Let modern poets make a newer start.
poem by John Celes
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the moneys funny...by Talile Ali
our monetary system is a fraudulent illegal
ponsy scheme.
the federal reserve creates wealth annually
for the budget of the US.
this currency is then deposited
into banks by the US
with an understanding that they may now
lend up to ten times
of these deposits to prospective lenders.
then people borrow this non existent capital with interest
then people repay these baseless loans,
never knowing that they never borrowed anything in the first place
this is fraud
thanks to Barney Madoff
we now know how much of one
Shame on the US for allowing this to happen.
Shame on us for not doing anything to stop it.
Don't act like you didn't know something was and is still wrong.
everybody knew.
but what can we do?
a lot and yet too few
this world is a mess
because we have allowed babies
to run the entire ship
based on how loudly and eloquently
they wail.
it is time for all of us to take a stand.
as to these fraudulent banking practice.
these sons a itches
need to be taken to court,
brought up on criminal charges
and sued.
we need to restored a real system of human credit
if we are going to create wealth for me and you
the currency
could be based upon our population.
for example, each person is worth the estimated value of their life time
of contributions to our society.
lets say for example 5 million dollars
multiply that by the number of folks in the nation
and you have the amount of wealth
the country can always develop currency upon.
needless to say,
from that point, it is easy.
so, corporations will not be able
to manipulate the masses as well
they have to make due to their fabrication of wealth
on the part of industry
but, the plus so outweigh the minus
next, make it law
that anyone who attempt to defraud
anyone else will be severely fined.
no prison time.
just all of their accumulated wealth
and their families accumulated wealth
will be attached by the state
that's all.
simple laws for a simpler and more just world.
poem by Talile Ali
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Sonnet: Some Secrets of Life
Our earthly life is merely adjustments
Of various kinds with things that surround us;
Depending on our many involvements,
We get results called failure or success.
Whatev’r we give to others matters most;
Whatev’r we share is also important;
Whatev’r we get back is finally lost;
Whatev’r we take back is significant!
The cause of creation was love of God;
His love had made the universe and man;
There’s not a thing o’er which we can ev’r lord,
Except the love returned in our life’s span!
Why waste our precious life and time God gave?
More than all beasts, man must better behave!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-30-2009
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Freedom To My People
Dear peacekeeper
Please give freedom to my people here at home
And in the world
Some of my people have fanilies in the countries that are in war
But some of mypeople already lost their loved ones in the war in their Countries that are in war
That is because they served in the army of their country that is in the War
But they never returned home because they died fighting in the war in Their countries
So their loved ones had to pay a big price
Because at the same time they had to sacrifice their lives for their Countries at war
But my people here at home can't wait for the war to end at their Countries
So that they can go back to their countries that they came from
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Fight It Back
On them white horses
We come marching through the fields
We think were kings
When we come across the field of deeds
But we should know
That the trophy that we carry is the head
Of mi brother that has paid with his life
And now he is dead
We got a typhoon on the rise
Typhoon on the rise
We got a typhoon on the rise
Typhoon on the rise
We gotta fight it back
We gotta get it on the run
We gotta fight it back
Here comes the future
The fire thats burning as bright as the sun
Fight it back
How come we cant realize
That what we do in this is wrong
We got to get of this ship of fools
It will sink before long
We cant accept that
The man of wetbones is still on the streets
We have to get our act together
And get up on the feet
We got a typhoon on the rise
Typhoon on the rise
We got a typhoon on the rise
Typhoon on the rise
We gotta fight it back
We gotta get it on the run
We gotta fight it back
Here comes the future
The fire thats burning as bright as the sun
Fight it back
song performed by by E-type
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Sonnet: Darkness amidst Light
When black clouds fill the sky, preventing light,
And darkness shrouds to mask all hope in life;
When day has darkened suddenly like night,
And normal life is thrown off gear by strife;
When Christmas joy is changed by newer grief,
And old year’s peace is threatened by new wars;
When common man gets no longer relief,
As corruption sky-rockets to the stars;
When terror acts disturb a tranquil state,
And Nature’s furies strike havoc on earth;
When unexpected verdicts change one’s fate,
And leaders good and wise appear a dearth;
The victims’ pleas and cries go to the Lord:
A better world is ushered in by God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-27-2006
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXXXII)
I know You do just everything;
To You, no one can hindrance bring;
May be, I’ve dealt with some great things-
Things all unknown to e’en earth’s kings!
No one can block your purpose, Lord;
I came to know You by mouth’s word;
And now, my eyes both have seen God;
I’m sorry for whatev’r I said.
Of things I knew, I cannot know;
They are so wonderful Lord, O!
I disown things I said before;
In ashes, dust, I repent, Oh!
The Lord then spoke to Eliphaz,
‘I’m angry with you three, because
How you spoke to Job of me was
Never aright and made Job worse.’
‘My servant Job had spoken right;
Take bullocks, rams all seven each
To job who’ll pray with all his might,
To make up for your blunders, breach.’
‘Concerning me, you didn’t talk well,
As well as my servant Job’s spell!
I’ll accept his prayer to not
To punish severely, I thought.’
Eliphaz, Zohar, Bildad did
According to what God had bid.
God accepted Job’s prayer soon
For all, life turned from bane to boon!
God then restored Job’s sad a plight,
After Job prayed for friends aright;
He blessed him two-fold as before,
And Job was happy, all the more.
His relatives came back to him,
Enquiring how life had turned grim;
They condoled, comforted him also,
And shared their wealth with him therefore.
The latter days of Job were blessed,
More than the earlier ones, God dressed;
God gave him immense cattle-wealth;
He lived one-forty years in health.
He had sons seven, daughters three-
Most beautiful women truly;
Job died when he was ripe in years,
And saw his great grand-children-dears!
poem by John Celes
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Excessively Broke
Wealth of abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance and influence,
With an ability to persuade those who have created...
Wealth and those connected to it,
Probably do not associated themselves...
With those who just have a wealth of intelligence.
Since those who have a wealth of intelligence...
Usually are the ones excessively broke!
But possess a wealth of humor to entertain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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