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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‘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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Corruption in India
In the sacred land called Bharat
Corruption has become a habit.
From top brass in authority
To the lower sections and aam aadhmi!
But the menace has gained strong roots
Into every sphere and profession;
All the good that is being done
Is offset by corruption.
Blame corruption for many evils
And vices that plague society;
It is the cause for democracy
Being unable to deliver its fruits!
It is reason for rich becoming richer,
And the poor turning poorer;
It is the cause of price-rise,
And taxes exorbitant!
It is why black-money grows
And black-marketing prevails;
This is why India remains quite poor,
And under developed among world nations!
If only corruption can be curbed,
India will become a paradise;
A billion souls can live in peace,
And prosperity will dwell upon all!
Thanks to one great Indian soul,
Anna Hazare for awakening Indians
Against corruption – root cause of poverty!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-08-11
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Sonnet: God’s the Difference!
The stress of work is telling on my health;
The indifference around seems depressing;
The righteous can’t accrue a decent wealth;
The world believes in lies/ truth-suppressing.
The rich grow richer, cheating poorer ones;
The poor turn poorer, exploited by rich;
Society moves by rule of modern guns;
Cricket results depend on ‘ball and pitch’!
The journey for the masses is uphill;
The upright suffer unimaginably;
With time, men lose their body strength and will;
Can good and evil live amicably?
If you won’t help me God, then who else will?
If you don’t heal my soul, I’m always ill!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-6-2006
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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: A ‘King’ for Now
They chose a ‘king’ to rule their land for now–
A corrupt choice but forced by situation;
He rules the place ‘blind, deaf and mute’ somehow,
Deserving well, some congratulation.
The land has gone to dogs and appears worse–
The welfare of its subjects much ignored;
‘The land is now a mule and not a horse! ’
As ministers had slumbered well and snored.
Some future ‘heirs’ seem chosen already;
The common man is poorer than ever;
Land’s corruption is its own enemy;
Its bosses short-sighted are not clever.
The land though fertile raises not a crop,
As farmers get loan–waiver as a sop!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-29-2008
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Can the Anti-corruption Crusade Work?
If noble be your profession,
And noble be your fighting cause,
Mere fasting may not help you much
To cleanse society off evils!
Rich man can't fight for poor man's sake!
He ought to share his wealth, then fight;
A smoker shan't advise others;
Let him give up his smoking first!
When you have joined politics, then,
Your anti-corruption struggle,
Can't bring you victory anytime,
For you have joined the corrupt side!
Not all can become Gandhijis!
Non-violence does not work these days;
Self-sacrifice and example
Help you to lead a just struggle!
But can you make the sea salt-free?
Then you must make rivers salty!
Earth cannot turn a paradise,
As long as men remain selfish!
All forms of rule are imperfect;
No man is content with less wealth;
But men are never satisfied;
Corruption is a global vice!
All you can do is mitigate
The evil to a harmless state;
But only those who are not rich
May hope to gain a victory!
Too much of anything is bad;
All feats need supreme sacrifice;
As price of human life is less,
Unborn get murdered in the womb!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-08-12
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India’s Sixtieth Independence Day!
Sixty years have rolled off
Since India turned afree;
But minds and hearts of people
Stays in malady!
Not all’s well with the nation;
Where is social justice?
And rampant is corruption,
Plaguing most sectors.
Some brethren poor are poorer;
Some leaders stay so rich;
And diseases are rife,
Making life black as pitch!
The politics is awful;
They waste a lot of sums;
The needs of poor are unmet;
So is the score at stumps!
And Nature has been furious
In unexpected ways;
Will not Indians soon wake up
And change their future days?
Who cares about the struggles
Our freedom-fighters faced?
With love and bonds of friendship,
No more our hearts seem based!
God, usher in anew times
And make all realize
That progress needs hard labor,
Peace and sacrifice!
‘Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-15-2006
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Invoking God’s Help
God, break the bonds of evil men;
Annul their corrupt ties;
How long can common man suffer?
Should he, until he dies?
God, punish men who harm others
And steal and cheat the poor;
The beggars sleeping by road-side
Get killed and maimed each hour!
God, protect those who work for peace
And bring to end the wars;
The leaders who make blunders must
Be put behind the bars!
God, make the earth a better place
For men to live with joy;
No nation must threaten the next
Or subjugate by ploy!
God, reward men who labor hard
For righteousness in life;
Their honesty must give success
Despite their growing strife!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-18-2006
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My workplace
Some men had pledg'd their hard-earn'd property,
To men with trust to make profit somehow;
The latter’s performance was so dirty,
They aimed to loot and blamed poor worker's show.
These kingpins brought in such corrupt workmen,
Who stripp'd the place threadbare to skeleton;
And turn'd it soon into a vice-filled den;
No one can crack the whip or use baton.
No soul is honest or dedicated;
The corruption-level is very high;
To fools all power is relegated;
The patients poor come here mostly to die?
Oh what a place, so fine and wretched yet?
It needs revamping right from scratch, I bet.
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Sonnet: Viewing From a Wiser Angle
Why lead a group of people most corrupt?
Do they deserve a righteous man as boss?
Why sermon audience that can interrupt?
Unheeding to advice good is their loss!
Why waste one’s precious time on deafened ears?
Why waste one’s life reforming ‘criminals’?
Why live as alien, eating food with fears?
Some want the road-side and not urinals!
Why talk to men with tongues smoothened by lies?
Why guide the evil minds to do good deeds?
Why talk of God to foolish atheist guys?
Good fruits appear in plants grown from good seeds!
Sometimes, ’tis good to stay a rung lower!
Corrupt can’t stay for long in much power!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-23-2006
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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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Poverty
Tears filled in the eyes, as a compare the rich with the poor;
Palatial buildings laugh at the small cottages of the poor.
With scanty income the poor feeds the children, contents their desire;
Life of poor is filled with fear.
O god, in thy kingdom, partiality reigns hither, thither;
Poor becomes poorer with thy desire.
Corruption is rampant among the officers;
Exploiting junior employees' property they content their desire.
O god! Thy Earth is wonder;
Poor people roam hither, thither;
With their little income they content their desire.
On Earth they are cursed creatures.
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Poverty Vavroovahana Patra
Tears filled in the eyes, as I compare the rich with the poor;
Palatial buildings laugh at the small cottages of the poor.
With scanty income the poor feeds the children, contents their desire;
Life of poor is filled with fear.
O god, in thy kingdom, partiality reigns hither, thither;
Poor becomes poorer with thy desire.
Corruption is rampant among the officers;
Exploiting junior employees' property they content their desire.
O god! Thy Earth is a wonder;
Poor people roam hither, thither.
With their little income they content their desire.
On Earth they are cursed creatures.
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Anna Hazare – Icon of Anti-Corruption War In India
He fights for just a cause,
A righteous man because;
He garners support much;
And has a golden touch!
He aims to serve brethren;
Through them God in heaven;
The country’s gone corrupt;
But bill can’t come abrupt!
He won many laurels;
Today, he just quarrels;
He wants to cleanse the land;
He has clean slate and hand!
Yet, precious is his life;
Corruption is so rife;
He ought to set time-frame;
But who will take the blame?
Anna must end his fast;
Don’t worry about past;
His health in danger lies;
A starved tree always dies!
Let’s trust the Parliament;
We need a firmament;
All things need natural times,
Despite the changing climes!
Adamant stir doesn’t work;
Unbending can much irk;
Each bill needs much debate;
Corruption must abate!
Respect the law-makers;
Don’t join the law-breakers;
Good people are with you;
All righteous, you can woo.
Call off your fast, Sir, fast;
Bury ill-feelings past;
Allow a fair debate;
No one must you ev’r hate!
All things must start off first;
Do not invite the worst;
You must stay healthy, live;
Bees can build newer hive!
Love is the key weapon;
’Tis mightier than the pen;
A patient man will win
A war that is not sin!
Give up your fast now, man;
God grant you long life-span;
Live for your ailing land;
Now, wave your magic wand!
India is sacred soil;
You have given your toil;
Prudence must rule your mind;
With God, a win, you’ll find!
Give up your fast now, Sir!
Just continue your stir;
The bill will come for sure;
With it, corruption’s cure!
Anna, you are so great;
Call fast before date;
God beside you does stay;
Soon will come your D-day!
‘my plea to Anna Hazareji
on behalf of all honest Indian citizens’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-08-11
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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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New Year 2007 Message
Let eyes see things in their right perspectives;
Let ears hear news, without them being changed;
Let hands do service selflessly, yeoman;
Let judgments on others be fair, correct.
Do not be rash with others;
Do not harass your innocent brothers;
Do not be unkind to your weaker sisters, mothers;
Let God guide your actions,
And rule your heart
And mind and soul.
For,
We all must give account to God one day;
We can’t take back a penny anyway;
Better to suffer being righteous than
To live a life of corruption and sin,
And get punished both
By world and
By God.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-30-2006
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An Indian Dream Comes True
The war against corruption has begun!
It cannot end in scheduled time in years;
A beginning that’s good is work half-done;
But thanks to Anna, his Think-tank and seers!
Corruption is ingrained in people’s hearts;
The weed has grown wide-spread throughout the lands;
It can’t be wiped away, despite efforts;
It needs a change of attitude, strong hands!
Corruption is a love for easy wealth;
No one’s immune from habit that’s so rife;
The habit gains every person by stealth;
It hurts the poor, down-trodden’s heart like knife!
United, war against the menace works;
Democracy needs cleansing from its sores;
When left as such, society, it well irks;
It enters houses, homes by windows, doors!
One Bill cannot contain the rampant strife;
All citizens must fight the habit, crime;
Nevertheless, it can improve one’s life;
Only then, nations progress with more time!
Corruption is not something with a cure;
Beyond a point, we need not it endure;
Nevertheless, many hearts it does lure;
The menace can be mitigated, sure.
(Dedicated to Anna hazare, his team and all honest Indians/27-08-11)
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Sonnet- The Bedeviled World
How people change their principles so oft!
How Wolves in sheepskin dressed can kill the flock!
How stooping low can many persons loft!
To crow these days, forgotten has the Cock!
How people speak unnaturally for gain!
How decibels turn soft to achieve things!
How people form a nexus and can feign!
How righteous souls are given just Bee-stings!
The present world just suits the wily lot;
They enjoy life until comes their downfall;
The honest lot is given the back-slot!
How much on swampy ground can bounce a ball?
The present world favors the corrupt folk;
But Egg must have both albumin and yolk!
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Sonnet: Trust Not the Rich
The world is large but people’s minds are small!
They do not trust the God who loves man much;
They blunder often, repeatedly fall;
They want their hands to have the ‘golden touch’!
Beware of nations rich with much resource;
They lead the world in every field they choose;
They steer the poorer ones clearly off-course,
And hang their economy’s neck by noose!
The world today doesn’t care for poorer men;
The rich usurp all pow’r and ill-treat rest;
They neglect downtrodden and poor brethren;
The poor can’t rise although being the best.
Don’t trust the rich but stay independent;
The rich make slaves out of those dependent!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-28-2010
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Happy New Year Twenty Ten
The year naught nine was rather rough;
Let’s hope the New Year is not tough;
Let peace prevail around the globe;
Let progress be the people’s robe!
Let recession be over soon;
Let human resources be boon;
Let wars become a distant dream;
Let smiles on faces always beam.
Let ethics rule our society;
Let no one live in anxiety;
Let terrorism see its end;
Let corruption see downward trend.
Let love of brethren connect all;
Let suspicion see its downfall;
Let children get a better deal;
Let fairness be the global seal.
Let charity to poor begin;
Let trust, truth, hard-work always win;
Let dialogues replace all arms;
Let world rejoice in singing Psalms.
Let leaders think and do things right;
Let concern grow for poor man’s plight;
Let’s keep the environs in shape;
Let’s never try the cheats to ape.
Let friendship be the frontier lines;
Let’s undo booby traps and mines;
Let’s pray to God keep our health;
Let’s earn our daily bread and wealth.
Let happiness permeate earth;
Let every unborn see its birth;
Let’s practice safe and natural sex;
Let evil minds not try to vex.
Let men of goodwill always win;
Let’s forgive others for their sin;
Let harmony be everywhere;
Let’s breathe and relish freedom’s air!
‘Happy New Year,2010 to all across the globe! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-28-2009
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