Sonnet: May the Righteous Minds Prevail
O God, extend life-spans of people good;
The growing evils must be annulled fast;
The world is seeing heinous crimes, shed-blood;
The innocent lives mustn’t be easily lost.
Even the lion chooses weakened prey!
The foxes trot to cheat unwary ones;
And everywhere are seen areas of grey;
Governance is by harassment and guns!
World-Order appears in chaos, doldrums;
The nature’s furies strike millions dead;
Going to waste is people’s hard-earned sums;
What can we do if rivers change course-bed?
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Reality.
There are good people and bad people in this world.
People who create crimes and the people who stop crimes.
People who start fires and the people who put them out.
People who inflict injuries and people who fix them.
Villians who destroy the world and Superheroes who save the world.
It's scary to think life isn't like the movies.
Good doesn't always prevail at the time.
But, I believe that Good always prevails eventually.
The Winners Write History.
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Sonnet- The World Today(14)
People with intact eyes, yet appear blind;
Peop1e with alert ears seem not to hear;
People with intact nose, no sme11 can find;
People with every joy appear to tear.
People are cheats and cheat themselves all life;
People tell lies to men and to themselves;
People well-off, appear to be in strife;
People are bad and appear worse than Elves.
The world is bad and so people turn bad;
The world isn’t true and so people are not;
The world is mad and so people turn mad;
The world's a show and people simply plot.
And people waste their time and waste others';
And people aren't true to their own brothers.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: The Maker Alone Can Be the Taker
How can the God who loves to create, kill?
How can man commit murders foul on earth?
How can God forgive man’s heinous crime-bill?
The God of love chooses each life ’fore birth!
When man kills unborn fetuses in womb,
And spends huge sums of money doing so,
What’s wrong if Almighty brings man to tomb,
By Nature’s furies, strife and deathly woe?
No man has rights to contradict God’s ways?
The Master knows His Universe in full;
’Tis up to Him to change our earthly days;
Man’s misdoings on earth must reach a lull.
No man predicts that from sleep, he will wake;
The God who makes life only can retake!
poem by John Celes
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Another Sad Anniversary of 911
I remember the day when the terrorists shocked
Our world. I remember that sad and dark day.
Two planes crashed into the Twin Towers, other hijacked
Plane hit the Pentagon and another one landed
In Pennsylvania and exploded; all aboard died.
Thousands innocent people lost their lives.
I vividly remember that infamous day.
Thousands of people could not get away.
Millions of people panicked, millions cried.
I will always remember that day, where countless lives
Were changed forever. Thank God that the number one
Killer is now dead. Thank God that other killers can simply run
And hide; they cannot plan like that anymore,
They do not have the means to hurt us anymore.
The Almighty God is good all the time,
Even after being the victim of an egregious crime.
I will always remember 9/11,
Even when I'll reach ninety seven.
May God bless America!
May God protect America!
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Syria
Is this the end of the world?
What have happened to you world?
Why you became so savage and your brutality is hard to be told
It's breaking my heart to millions of pieces
While the children of the same country
Brothers.........
People who have the same nationality are killing, hurting.destroying each other
Motherland Syria you are wounded my dear land
You're crying blood because It's hard for a mother to behold
I know your heart is broken the most
It's hard for a mother to bear this ugly reality which is unbelievable and destroys A mother's heart the most
When brothers hurt each other
Nothing stood in the world the same
After today nothing could be the same
The world has lost its measures and all theories have been changed
Everything has became above the ability to be understood
When the pity from the world is lost
While the brother is wishing death for his brother
When the hungry eyes of the people are gazing around
As the animals in the jungles looking for blood
To satisfy their hunger
What else left yet world?
More ugliness tell us world?
Do you have more?
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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A Poet’s Heart-mail to God
The way, more heinous crimes increase on earth;
The way, the modern world is wasting time;
The way, more people seem to commit sins;
The way, the innocent are ill-treated;
The way, resources are being wasted;
The way, brethren are treated with disgust;
The way, children grow disobedient;
The way, hate has replaced love of neighbor;
The way, the weed of corruption has grown;
The way, some leaders declare futile wars;
The way, the poor are ravaged all the more;
The way, the righteous are humiliated;
The way, God’s people are persecuted;
The way, more people become immoral;
The way, vice-dens are multiplying fast;
The way, nations distrust one another;
The way, the Creator is forgotten,
The way, most things are happening on earth,
It seems that Satan’s work is in full-swing,
And end of world is coming very soon.
This is my heart-mail to Thee, O my God,
Written with tears of blood from my hurt heart,
And sent to Thee for URGENT REDRESSAL.
Written by Poet Dr John Celes 3-13-2008
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The Innocent
The start of Armageddon
It was just another day
We all saw the news, nothing to say
So many friends are missing
And family members gone
So we all pray that God help them be strong
And now we stand together
Remembering that day
The lives we live will never be the same
[Chorus]
And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why
But we know it's not right
We don't know why so many had to die
We don't know why so many had to die
Hate has turned to others
For their religion or their skin
But hate can't solve the problem it began
Everyone is angry
People are afraid
And no one knows what decisions will be made
[Chorus]
And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why
But we know it's not right
We don't know why so many had to die
We don't know why so many had to die
[Bridge]
And we don't know why (don't know why)
The innocent die (don't know why)
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why (don't know why)
But we know it's not right (don't know why)
Will any of us ever be the same?
Will any of this ever be the same?
And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will any of us ever be the same?
Will any of this ever be the same?
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Oh, Stop the War, Please!
Oh, stop the war, please!
The world needs only peace;
’Tis time to come back boys!
This war will not conclude;
More people seem to die;
More civilians will get maimed;
In-fighting will kill more;
Afilled with hate, hearts grow;
The place is no more safe;
Democracy won’t work.
Why force a kind of rule,
The people don’t welcome?
Why stay in alien land
And miss your kith and kin?
And blunders too were made;
Their hatred will not fade;
Money spent was all waste;
Reconstruction costs more;
Your lives are now at stake;
’Tis better you return;
Let people choose their rule.
Their land is in ruins;
The world is not happy;
The war was one-sided;
Repercussions will come;
This world can’t be all safe;
Terrorism will grow;
War is a wasteful show;
Why waste your precious time
And risk your life and limb?
When civilian unrest breaks,
No army can succeed;
The horrors of the war
Are fresh in hearts and minds;
Why waste your billions
Over ones who don’t want you?
Your country needs you back;
Your family yearns too;
Don’t you prolong the war;
Wars are always futile,
The innocent blood shed
Will bring curses on you;
So, return boys, won’t you?
You have just stayed enough;
There’s much to do at home;
You need to rest for now!
poem by John Celes
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When nature is....
Like water and air, blood is polluted
Rivers have been made impure and purity diluted
So we are thoughtless and merciless too
We have seen great struggles but today nothing to think through
Millions of quick bucks are expected in overnight
Then why to struggle for poor people's right?
They may die and must die for inaction
Who is there to ask us why for any reaction?
When nature is affected to dangerous level
Nothing is expected to go well
Man changes and so the nature
Giving complete change to nature
People become selfish and leaders too hollow
How can country progress and grow?
When there is enough to grab at free will
Any person in opposition can be easily killed
It speaks of truth and is clearly visible
We need to search soul else face the troubles
If we can't change ourselves and reform
The hard core fabric may stand torn
Let us not blame system or others
We are part of it and tendency is cause to bother
It is natural law that mighty may only survive
You got to make the way and powerfully drive
Still it is not late to adjust and educate opinion
Neither people should not dig their own grave for region
Not encourage any thoughts for propagation of religion
Nature may remain same for all to be with as companion
Love to live with and give whatever you can like nature
Air, water and light is totally free without any bond for sure
Why do we then create artificial disorder and suffer?
Nature has so much for us in store to offer
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Sonnet: Most People These Days
Some people cheat me; themselves do they cheat!
Some people stab me but I will not die;
Some people spread lies by their loud drumbeat;
But like a log-like Buddha, I still lie!
Some persons mislead but to no avail;
Some persons misinform but can’t succeed;
Some use influence, truth but will prevail;
Soon land you will see! Waters will recede.
These people seem to be blind as a bat;
Their veil of sins covers their earthly eyes;
Money ill-earned can make them thin or fat!
Addicted they’re to a world of big lies!
Just a few good souls God, I seem to see!
And even such minds, confused seem to be.
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Sonnet- The World Is Unsafe
Who can vouchsafe a man his life these days?
Nothing is safe; more so is human life;
The earth’s spins slower by a man’s sinful ways;
Alas, to rich and poor alike comes strife!
And people kill in broad daylight so oft!
No Bank from robbery appears immune;
Despite threat-calls, the Government appears soft;
Helms-men with goondas live in good commune.
Which twilight art is safe for men, women?
Which big city is free of crimes for all?
Which town on earth two men remains haven?
Morality has had a sure downfall!
Nothing is safe by day or night these days;
The world order must change in umptine ways.
poem by John Celes
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Inspite Of Warnings Against It
Bored with your life?
And feel the best way to overcome,
The urge to strike with the biting done to someone...
Is to create conflict?
Inspite of warnings against it!
Then you spot a prey who appears to be innocent.
At least it appears that way from a distance.
How precious do you regard the living of your life?
And just how fast can you run from someone,
You have randomly picked...
Who is in between decisions to walk away or seek revenge.
And you came along to help them finally decide what to do.
How many hiding places can you find from which to choose?
How many times have you heard yourself say...
'But they appeared to be so innocent.
Why couldn't I just walk away?
God why am I so stupid? '
~Do you wish your answer literally?
Or is that just a figure of speech? ~
'How did you know I was here hiding? '
~People like you are all over the place.
Believing they can start something.
To then run and hide.~
'What are you going to do to me? '
~Let's see.
How about ten years of unrelenting agonizing?
But I will let you know,
When and if I become satisfied with that arrangement.~
'I didn't mean to pick on you.
I really didn't.'
~It stopped being about you ten seconds ago.
This...
And what you have committed to doing,
Is about me.
Wouldn't you agree? ~
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When Will Things Change
the world is unworthy and things countine to be dirty when will things change. when the world is full of mess and people just countine to strees, when will things change. when the streets are some of our homes never knowing why were alone, when will the world change. people cry at night just to give up a fight, when will things change. when you need to cry and you need someone 'why' when will things change.
when the world is sour and people have way to much power, when will things change. crying about the past, the things that never last. when will things change. when the world around you is cold, and shared feelings never seem to bold when will things change. when the world comes at you fast and ever part of your stress continues to last. when will things change.
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We Need More Love And Understanding Of Others
We need more love and understanding of others in the World we live in today
Materialism and greed for money is the cause of spiritual decay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps widening and too many live in poverty
How can you feel love if you are hungry and homeless love doesn't bloom amongst penury
There are millions of angry people in the bigger World out there
And who can blame them for feeling unloved and of hope living in despair
They become poorer whilst a minority grow wealthier life on them is not very fair
Without food the body does not survive one cannot live entirely on air
The wealthy keep on getting wealthier money makes more money as some do say
The greed of some gives rise to poverty for others it does seem for to be this way
Some waste food the bounty of Nature whilst many don't have food to eat
The great gifts of love and understanding of others are strangers to poverty street
And the wealthy as ever growing wealthier in their case it is much wants more
In a World where millions are growing poorer the people we tend to ignore.
poem by Francis Duggan
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It Is Time To Change The World
It is time to change the world
By working together with the world
In order to bring peace for the people in the world
But first we need to accept each other
In real life
And not in a dream world
Because in the real world
We find things that can upset the black people
And the white people as well
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That Millions Do Live In Poverty
That millions do live in poverty should never be seen as okay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps getting bigger by the day
Everyone should have the chance to live happy a home to live in and enough for to eat
There never should be slums and ghettos and never a poverty street,
That millions are born to live in poverty and to end their hard lives in despair
Only tells us if there's a god that god favours the wealthy and that god is not very fair
To leave millions homeless and dying of malnutrition the people condemned to die poor and young
In the refugee camps of the World live the displaced, the poor and unsung,
In the age of celebrity worship the poor in millions multiply
Why millions are destined to be poor don't ask me I wouldn't know why
Even in the World's wealthiest Countries poor people are no longer rare
And millions and millions of have nots in the bigger World out there
And millions are dying of hunger and millions are doing it tough
And millions are displaced and homeless and as refugees living it rough.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In Today’s World
School-children’s satchels are turning heavy;
Most youngsters’ brains are wearied and empty.
Most parents don’t find time to spare for own;
Most families are living on ‘big loans’!
Relatives talk to strangers more than kin;
Commuters ply through lanes of dust and din;
Most cities have crowds jostling through their streets;
Adulterated are foods, drinks and eats.
The tax-payer’s money is frittered fast;
World’s politicians speak the biggest lies;
Great leaders waste huge sums on futile wars;
All cemeteries are crowded with their dead.
One looks at next always with eyes of doubt;
Most speak one thing and do the opposite;
There is no real love amongst brethren;
There is no trust even between spouses!
The modern world is turning anti-God;
Such heinous crimes are done by men on earth;
Ethics in professions is on the wane;
Corruption drives the human race insane!
poem by John Celes
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An Island War Tragedy!
Their hero is no more but then,
He is alive in every heart
And mind, for whom he fought so well,
Until he ultimately fell
To bullets sprayed from ruthless guns,
That brought the valiant man to earth.
The land is freed from ‘tigers’ now?
A mighty myth was rendered false;
The landscape lies in ruins much;
‘The people are refugees, ’ ‘Oh! ’
They died by thousands, all in vain;
Most families in tents just live.
Denied of equal rights for long,
The people hum a plaintive song
Of sufferings and unfairness,
Unleashed upon them by brethren.
Their trauma is too great to tell;
Their island life is now like hell.
They razed all buildings to the ground;
Their ravished women look like ghosts;
The mutilated ones too die,
For want of proper treatment fast.
Has God abandoned them also?
They have been victims of all crimes!
The war is over but so what?
Their fate lies hanging in peril;
Their shattered dreams of wealth and health
Have gone awaste in dogged lives;
Their families are dejected;
They wonder why they are alive!
The world stayed watching them suffer!
Their neighbors were insensitive;
A rosy world has turned blood-red!
Their future is in smithereens!
Where is the God who had made them?
Should wars cause wounds that cannot heal?
What tragedy had struck their isle!
Their land was like a paradise;
But things have gone all awry now;
They have no water, food to take;
Like cattle driven to their pens,
Their victors treat them worse than beasts!
Could not the genocide been stopped?
Is there not ways to avoid wars?
Innocent men, women, children,
Fall prey to perpetrators’ guns!
The world is silent while more die
Of diseases and lack of care!
The people need a soothing touch!
Let nations rush to help these souls;
They had not slept for days on end;
Their ears are deaf by blasts of bombs!
If human love is supreme, then,
Let nations hurry up to help!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-5-09
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Frozen Buds
Frozen buds are born into the world of blood and hate
They fall day by day
Caught up in the storm of rages.
Young lives are wrecked
Childhood is turned into cold hate
Guns are thrust into small hands
Innocent tears run down dusty cheeks
The tears of a newborn child run into rivers of blood.
They are forced to hate
Forced to kill
Forced to sacrifice their life for something they do not understand.
Many childhood years were cut short.
Their childhood was frozen
Wrecked from the start of their lives.
Innocence to anger
Toys to guns
Guns to kill
They do not deserve this life.
Where is human kindness?
Forever fearing
Forever scarred
Frozen buds live to drown in a never ending hate which was never theirs.
poem by Natasha Kirke
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Terrorist Strikes!
Why fell the trees laden with fruits?
Why cut the saplings ‘fore they grow?
Why mow down fields ‘fore harvest-time?
Why bull-doze crowds in market-squares?
Why hold to ransom by-standers?
Why spray bullets on school-children?
Why slit the throats with arms, legs tied?
Why bomb worshipping places rife?
Why make widows and orphan souls?
Why kill yourselves and others too?
The world cannot remain mute spectator;
The world will go on;
The world must go on;
The world will go on, no matter
How terrorists strike.
A bunch of hoodlums,
A group of fanatics,
A ring of hard-core terrorists
And human beings with evil designs
Can’t be allowed to spread fear,
In Mankind’s Heart for long.
With cause unknown,
Methods unjust,
Ev’n God won’t help,
Nor rest of world
Ever give in!
No matter what they do,
All world affairs will continue;
With newer anti-terrorist resolve
And iron-fisted measures,
Steps will be taken to combat them.
The weed of terrorism
Will be unearthed by its roots entire
When the world’s nations unite-
By People’s Will.
How canst a few criminals
Meant for the Fire-pit,
Destroy the peace on earth?
Ev’n God does not love them,
For their hands and hearts are stained
By blood of innocent lives!
And what do terrorists seek?
- The blood and lives of the common man and the meek!
By acts of cowardice much,
They want ‘justice, love and human touch! ’
Oh, won’t their ruthlessness ever abate?
They maim the unarmed; slit the human throats like sheep!
Their murders most foul, unjustified,
And heinous crimes,
The world can’t forgive, forget.
Let ‘lions’ challenge other Lions
And not sheep!
The Good Shepherd is omnipresent
And watches ov’r his belov’d sheep,
With His staff!
Terrorists,
Your tribes will cease too soon;
The menace will forev’r be rid;
The world will be turned safe again!
The world will find a solution
That’s permanent.
Written in loving memory of all those killed
And wounded by terrorist attacks.
poem by John Celes
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