Terror-struck?
When terror strikes your very doors,
Unleashing deaths like ‘bolts from blue’,
And taking all by surprise too,
Just ask yourself why this happens?
When terror struck your neighbor’s doors,
And you defended militants,
Not bringing them to justice fast –
God measures you in like measure?
No sane of hearts will terrorize!
No human beings good will kill;
No hate-less souls can kill by scores;
All those on earth must love brethren.
Death is the same that comes to all;
Death is tragic when premature;
Death of children is heinous crime;
Just evil minds car-bomb brothers!
Terrorists cause panic, chaos;
Terrorists spread fear through bullets;
Terrorists gain, when we divide;
No God will support evil-minds!
Let world unite to fight terror!
Let none protect a terrorist;
Let lives of citizens be safe;
Let’s value lives across the globe!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-17-2009
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Why Fight Terrorism?
No nation can try to be both
A haven to terrorists and
A heaven to its citizens!
Nations mustn’t use the terrorists
To fight a proxy war for them
With neighbors over all disputes!
‘Violence begets violence! ’ ’Tis told.
Mere wars can’t usher peace on earth;
Love of brethren must rule all hearts!
The terrorists whom you support
Could ruin your own country too!
Root out terrorism in truth!
Terrorists are mere insane men!
They’re distraught, dissatisfied ones,
Who kill ruthlessly and get killed!
The bomb-culture and abductions
Must be fought relentlessly to
Free the world for peaceful men!
Unite against the terrorists!
Religion shouldn’t slacken your move;
The right to life belongs to all!
All terrorists are keen to kill,
And are willing to die as well!
‘Make world free of terrorism! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-18-2009
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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.
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On Terrorists
Why kill the persons in the streets?
Why maim the innocent children?
Why bomb schools, temples and cities?
Why destroy lives and property?
Why make the world more insecure?
Why spread ‘fear psychosis’ ’midst men?
Why blame others for your own faults?
Why gain the curse fellowmen?
Why kidnap persons aimlessly?
Why ravish people senselessly?
Why murder people ruthlessly?
Why invite wrath of Almighty?
The brave fight soldiers uniformed;
The valiant harm not citizens;
Just cowards kill poor unarmed men;
Terrorists can’t get people’s love!
Life is most precious wealth on earth;
Revengeful hearts cannot find peace;
A few can’t hold rest to ransom;
‘To kill and be killed’ is insane!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-29-2008
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A Dogged Life!
A little dog has come to rest
In corner of the porch awhile;
With famished looks, it whines a bit,
And looks as if unfed for days!
This summer’s heat is excessive;
Water shortage exists for all;
The birds and beasts show sunken frames;
The air is pretty sultry, hot!
The night is rent with screams of dogs;
The new-comer was bit by rest;
The intruder is packed off fast,
With broken bones and bleeding skin!
The plight of street-dogs is so bad;
But what about a person lost?
I wonder how the world treats those
Who have no home or food or friends!
The plight of people in war-zones
Is pitiable and horrendous;
Why no one thinks of children hurt
Or dead, by bullets in conflicts?
So many die in wars across
The world that does not care for lives!
And many more are killed in wombs
Of human beings by habit!
Couldn’t people stop such senseless deaths?
Won’t sense afill human hearts, minds?
They brag of saving few rare lives,
And kill in myriads innocents!
And terrorists have come to spray
Their bullets upon common man;
Shame on the way this world goes on!
There is no place for those unborn!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-19-2009
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Because Of Us
We will never defeat the terrorists with our oppressive laws
We will only defeat terrorism by fighting it's root cause
What are we doing one well might ask to alleviate poverty
In war torn and Third World Countries? not much if you ask me.
Because of us thousands of innocents in New York and Washington have died
And because of us so many dreams of life have been destroyed
And because of us in Afghanistan suffering and death dropped from the night sky
Those who say we are the good guys even believe their own lie.
And because of us in Iraq there is fear and death and pain
Far worse than the worst suffering inflicted on his people by the deposed despot Saddam Hussein
And since the Gulf war more than a million Iraqi citizens have met with a premature and tragic end
And why should they wish to believe us when we tell them we're their friend.
In a World where there is so much poverty terrorism will abound
For places of suffering and poverty are to the terrorists breeding ground
If we put as much effort into combating poverty as fighting terrorists then terrorism would subside
And people would live in harmony and peace would be Worldwide.
For the wars and deaths and suffering the terrorists we'll blame
But we ourselves not innocent we too play the dirty game
The game that causes grief and heartbreak they call it Us and They
But one man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter at least that's what they say.
Because of us there are refugees and these poor people we demonize
And that they do not seem to like us comes to us as a surprise
And because of us and because of them there is only hell to pay
And that beautiful rose the Rose of Peace is withering to decay.
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Let each of us light a candle against terror
Let each of us light a candle
On the evening of 26 November
Against terror
That burnt Mumbai
The same day last year
And had been a threat to
The very human race
For decades now
While earlier terror attacks
Were just strikes
The 26th November Mumbai episode
Was indeed a war and battle
War of fanaticism on innocence
War of rage on democratic thinking
War of so called faith on peace
Will lighting a candle
Wipe off the terror
Equipped with bullets, rockets and grenades
Yes, it will
As your lighting a candle
Is going to bring destructive mind blocks
To the glowing brilliance
Of wisdom
And make such terror drawn minds
Realize that the
Ultimate winner is
Human love and kindness
Your lighting a candle
Sends a message to terror
That it is an error
On their part to think
That terror will only rule the world
But the fact is
What rules and unites the world
Why the world only, the entire universe is
Human love and kindness
Let the number of candles lit
Be as many as
The number of people living on this earth
And elsewhere in other planets
Let that number outnumber
The total number of fatal weapons
Held by our terrorist friends
(I do not want them to be branded as foes)
And any others in the world
Let your lighting
Unite not only the peace loving people
But also bring into our loving fold
The terrorists with a changed mindset
Longing for peaceful co-existence
Of the entire human race
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September Eleventh,2011 USA
This day reminds that evil lurks in skies!
This day tells us that world is not yet safe;
This day brings memories of the lost loved ones;
This day instills a unity anew!
A nation strong is weak in many ways;
A nation cannot be alert always;
But terrorists shan't have their way, all days;
Good will triumph o'er evil any day!
Let's pray to God to give us peace on earth;
Demons and evil-minds are on the prowl;
We have to wage a war against untruth;
And truth will win, as God is on our side!
‘Let God strengthen the nation once again! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-09-2012
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Jaipur Blasts ‘08
The pink city looks almost red!
Some terrorists have struck some dead;
This is the work of some, misled;
Something is wrong within their head.
The will of people is too strong;
Terrorists can’t succeed for long;
They choose places where people throng;
They blast them dead like loud a song!
This is a clarion call to all;
Most blast victims need just a pall;
All patriots must unite fast,
And fight the menace till the last.
But terrorists think, most won’t join;
The war against them is prolonged;
Most nations suffer from this scourge;
United, we can win this war!
All people must be alert hence;
They must be wary of strange things;
They ought to work with common sense;
Terrorists are insane earthlings!
dedicated to the sad victims and lucky survivors!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-14-2008
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Sonnet-No Nation Is Free
When no one knows the where and when and how
Of Terrorist's strike anywhere on earth,
Their 'modus operandi' you can't know,
Neither the problem's nature or its girth!
When war is on an enemy unknown,
Who operates in ways you can't predict;
Who makes a Super-nation too a clown!
And nations all don't fully interdict.
When nation lives in fear of more attacks,
From militants and terrorists some way;
And lasting solutions also, it lacks,
How can you celebrate 'REPUBLIC-DAY'?
Alas! No nation is really free,
Till terrorists are wiped out totally!
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To ensure him peace
He does not fevour terrorism,
Nor support terrorists either.
However, he is not to betray them
Who represent his religion.
He himself is not a terrorist
But terrorists are of his religion.
He is not against any faith
But feel secure in his faith.
He will fear to give clues
And prefer being neutral.
Terrorists have him as their shield
And render the world helpless.
.
If he is harassed or appeased
To nab the hiding terrorists
Is the dilemma the world is in.
It should not be too late for it.
He should join hands in public
And discourage the terrorists
And help the world retain its peace.
Yes, he must ensure himself peace.
06.02.2008
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From Bombay To Mumbai!
From Bombay to Mumbai,
Why can't the terrorists leave this land alone? ! !
Fisrt it was a bomb blast some years ago in Bombay;
And many people died in the name of the attack from the terrorists,
But the muse of Bombay in those days was like 'Bomb-Bay'!
Now the name had been changed to Mumbai,
But the terrorists were still not at rest!
So they bombed Mumbai as well;
With many dead bodies recorded after this act,
But is this the best solution for mankind to live peacefully on this earth? !
Why?
Mumbai, bum, mum, am, Imam, bam! !
There is no peace at all in this world;
Yet still we all do have a form of a Religion that we believe in,
But is this act also part of the teachings? !
Then, it is time that we behave well like human beings on this earth;
For we all need to put the world into a better shape with love than hatred.
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Sonnet: In the War against Terrorism...
At last, the world is rid of one bad man –
A terrorist most wanted in the globe,
Who brought the twin towers down in short span:
And defied every effort and each probe!
A blow indeed for terrorists on earth!
A victory for the righteous ones and God!
Congrats to souls who brought about this mirth –
A transient, unique one and rather odd!
Nevertheless, more evil doers rise;
The fanatics will not give up with ease;
United nations must be strong and wise;
All ought to work with diligence for peace!
Good things are rare but bring a change so great;
Yet, never treat others with scorn and hate!
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Death’s Too Near
Death, you’re standing rather near!
Don’t you understand the fear
You trigger deep within my soul–?
The terror sprung by such a ghoul
Of dark and hideous hue!
Now you’re rattling on my door!
I’m sure I threw you out before –
Methinks you really need to learn!
So leg it please and ne’er return
To haunt me ‘gain, now shoo!
Gain a sense of social pride, and
Keep your bearing far and wide –
Perform the deed when I am done –
Be free and loose to have your fun
When I’m too frail to turn and run,
But now I’ve living to do!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death
Death, death, nearing death
Death, death, death
Death, death
Death
Death, death
Death
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A Year after the Tsunamis...
The seas had plunged their monstrous hands
of ghastly death o’er peaceful shores,
and smothered lives of innocent men,
women and children by the scores:
By walls of giant waves so quick
that leapt higher than all palm-trees;
and took with it their possessions;
and left behind a salty land,
unfit for growing crops or grass;
A stench of corpses, carcasses;
Destroyed buildings; huts; tenements;
Inundating miles of coastal
Villages, towns, beaches, groves.
Oh, what a ruthless nature’s act!
Afilled by fear belies the minds
and hearts grief-torn beyond repair;
The few survivors eke a life
of despair, shock, desolation;
A flurry of questions flashes
through minds wounded and horror-struck:
Why did God allow these tragic things?
Why has Nature turned so cruel to man?
Is man to blame in part or whole?
Was it an act of Satan then?
Why hell unleashed upon the earth?
A year has passed off now after
Tsunamis caused death, destruction;
Those horrible moments are etched
indelibly in minds of those
who escaped death by luck/ providence;
Life is turning to normalcy
but the sad memories linger;
The lives of near and dear ones who
were swallowed by the seas forev’r;
The fishermen use boats unhappily;
Fear fills their minds, their eyes by tears;
The sea is littered by mere junk;
The wounds of heart will heal slowly;
The world renews its prayerful pleas
to God to calm the treacherous seas;
Man cannot win the wars against
Mother Nature’s intense furies;
Align must man with her in harmony;
God must be less unkind with rod;
God’s love for man must more prevail;
Man must obey God’s tenets without fail;
May the earthly stay be less cruel;
God, this is our fervent prayer-
Plea for a peaceful life on earth;
O Jesus Lord, Rebuke the waves
and calm the seas on stormy days;
Guide man’s destiny on the earth;
When Satan tries to spread chaos,
What can poor man do all alone?
God’s the answer to man’s travail.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 26-12-2005
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Racism has a human heart....
Racism has a human heart,
An artery of cruelty & death,
It has blood of anger, & evil…,
Has a force of pain & antipathy.
Racism has a human mind….
An Intellect of terror & delusion,
Has an emotion of extreme savage
Imagination of vile ideas, macabre.
Racism has a human mouth,
It has tongue of torture, depravity,
Many teeth of brutal incision & kill
Has a lip of sorrow, hate & death.
JOHN NELSON 4-Mar-09
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If Death Does Not Come
If death does not come from Terror
We may succumb eventually from fear
Or from stress due to stupid human error
(Whatever did we do to deserve this?)
All the intelligence is hilariously absent
Maxwell Smart could have done quite well!
Millions of scanners now present
Even your hemorrhoids they can tell.
If death does not come from Terror
Imagination can kill faster than man
The mind can produce visual horrors
In the meantime: 'Yes we scan! '
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Abortion is Outright Murder
You have no right to kill yourself;
You have no right to kill your own;
You have no right to kill others;
No one has right to kill someone.
Abortion kills the babe unborn;
Abortion kills the babe in womb;
Abortion is murder outright;
Abortion’s not anyone’s right!
Parents shouldn’t kill their progeny;
‘Aborting parents’ are killers;
Parents are like terrorists then!
Abortion isn’t doctors’ duty!
Doctors are meant to just save lives;
Doctors can’t abet murders, man;
Health care can’t include abortions!
Health care must only extend life.
Doctors are healers, life-savers;
Parents are rearers, life-carers;
Health care must try to avoid deaths;
Health care shouldn’t lead to murders foul!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-17-2009
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Man, Thou Shalt Not Kill!
Each human child by God is made
In His image own, with love, care;
To take a life is God-forbade,
No human being shall then dare!
Each human child is called by name,
While growing in the womb by God;
To murder is a sin and shame
Inviting Maker’s just rod!
The law of lands may change with time,
But lives God-made must stay untouched;
To kill is both a sin and crime,
And cannot be ignored or hushed!
The curse of God shall be upon
The man/ woman who kill the child;
The pleas of revenge of unborn
Will bring a punishment, not mild!
To urge someone to kill is just
The work of Satan with much plan;
Such human beings are accursed:
Let all know this – man or woman!
So, spare the life within the womb;
Let every life see world God-made;
The place of birth can’t turn a tomb;
Without blooming, no bud may fade!
‘Abortion is a mortal sin and heinous crime! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-16-2010
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Protection
We don't need protection from terrorists anymore.
What we protection from is never-ending war.
Protect us from the propaganda.
Proect us from the lies.
Protect us from the legislation
set up to tyrannize.
Protect us from the vaccines
that cause more harm than good.
Protect us from the violence
that comes from Hollywood.
Protect us from injustice
emanating from the courts.
Protect our kids from drug enhancements
while they're playing sports.
Protect us from illegals taking all our jobs.
Protect us from the gangs and all the angry mobs.
Protect us from the wealthy who never have enough.
The terrorists are not coming.
It's time to call their bluff.
We don't need protection from terrorists anymore.
What we need protection from is right within our shore.
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India’s Kashmir
The valley is so beautiful;
No words can describe best;
The mountains are so wonderful –
A feast to eyes of guest.
The apples grown are tasty too;
The snow-fall’s lovely sight;
The fronds and twigs have drops of dew –
A vale of much delight!
But peace is something rarely seen;
Militants are the cause;
The rill is swathed in shades of green,
As Nature is the boss!
But dangers lurk in various hues,
Unknown to man and beast;
For, terrorists create the news,
Especially from the west!
The halcyon days are by-gone dreams,
That people’s hearts long for;
But what is heard is gun-noise, screams
From terrorists afar!
When will peace come back to this vale?
Can time really tell?
Yet, people live with hopeful wail
Though life turns into hell!
The pride of India is envy
Of neighbor countries all;
Will God then cure this malady?
–The people’s clarion call!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-29-2009
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