Workers’ Lamentations
This place isn’t thrilling anymore!
There is no fun or work to do;
Most things in shambles lie for long;
There is no soul who bothers much.
Corruption rules the roost to core;
The honest workers are ignored;
The lazy ones are most favored;
The sincere ones are shown the door!
The patients’ numbers keep dwindling;
New doctors are not attracted;
Touts direct patients to clinics-
The Management is well aware!
The contract system works too well;
Poor employees are temporary;
A kind of cheating continues;
They call it ‘ADMINISTRATION’!
A lot of trees have been cut down;
The place is not getting good rains;
The Cauvery-water is off;
The current-cuts are frequent now.
Some quarters are in ruins too;
Private-roads are not laid within;
The changing bosses do nothing,
Each one retiring without blame!
There is no one to ‘bell the cat’!
No one cares to revamp the place;
It is no doubt a beauteous one;
The glory seems to fade with time.
A sorry state of things, Alas!
No one is dedicated much;
The place has lost its magic-touch;
They do not give you a bus-pass!
But students do read well o’er here,
Although the faculty is less;
May be, some kind of curse is on;
May be, God’s rod is upon all!
The righteous workers are scapegoats;
Luck favors dishonest doctors;
I see no clouds of changes now;
A desert-like, place looks somehow!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-28-2007
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Sonnet: Boss’ Day (Oct.16)
Some bosses do not know what fairness is!
Some bosses want to be corrupt in life;
Some bosses work endlessly without bliss;
Some bosses cut their employees like knife!
Some bosses do not want to be honest;
Some bosses talk but do opposite things;
Some bosses do not want workers to rest;
Some bosses live a lazy life like kings!
Good bosses are good administrators;
Good bosses think of employees’ welfare;
Good bosses are not liars / orators;
Good bosses serve their employees and share.
What sort of boss do you prefer to be?
A boss must live a life exemplary!
Dedicated to all bosses world-o'er
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-22-2007
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Sonnet: Our Institution- a Poet’s Desire
How nice if this place wonderful could turn,
Into a haven and Heaven to all!
Its employees in unison could call,
‘We will toil, ’ ‘the mid-night oil, we will burn! ’
How nice if people give up corruption,
At every level in the family;
And work better with greater harmony,
Forget the past; have rededication.
How nice if management should realize
Staff, students, patients’ welfare- it’s secret;
That, doctors, nurses are not as bad as yet,
There’s still hope but ’tis not a game of dice.
Let bad influences vanish from the scene,
And Labor/ Love/ Justice be our new Dean!
poem by John Celes
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Doctor's Day 2012
Most Doctors…
Try their best to heal;
Do not try to steal;
Use their ken to deal
With patient's problems and do feel!
All Doctors…
Are just humans too;
Try to be humane and do
Their duty with ethics due,
Upgrading knowledge new.
A few Doctors…
May make errors great;
May fleece patients poor;
May not perform to their best,
And earn a bad name for the rest!
Doctors…
Are a noble lot and lucky slot,
Whose toil is praised but soon forgot;
Sacrifice their life-times but cannot
Find time to check own health from rot!
Wish Doctors all, ‘A Happy Doctors Day! '
May they labour, come what may;
For their kind work, may God repay
With heaven, and bless them His way!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-05-2012
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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.
poem by John Celes
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World Poetry Day Poem on ‘Appreciation
Appreciate your employees,
And recognize their achievements;
Reward them for their good work done;
Award them too if they deserve.
Employee-friendliness works well;
Kind words of enquiry are good;
Make them feel happy in work-place;
Be courteous, acknowledge their feats.
Give incentives for special jobs;
Don't punish them unduly oft;
Point out their fallacies with care;
Let them not feel guilty and bad.
Employees need a humane touch;
Their welfare must be addressed too;
Rules need not be used like a whip;
Be logical when finding faults.
Employees are wealth in disguise;
Experience can't come overnight;
Avoid unruly talks that hurt;
Appreciate, appreciate!
Employees mustn't feel unwanted;
Each one has given his/her mite;
Each one's potential must be tapped;
Each one needs appreciation most;
Appreciate, appreciate!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-03-12
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Sonnet: Bring Back Fairness/ Justice
I wish to cry but cannot do so now,
For things are moving in the stupid way;
My fight must go on; I’ve no other go
Till God shows me ahead a better day.
This place is ’cursed for none can settle things;
It needs a major reshuffle/ repair;
It needs persons with super-natural wings;
The remedy is making all things fair.
No place with corruption progresses much;
No place with injustice exists for long;
All hearts and minds and souls need soothing touch;
Hopelessness can’t be allowed to prolong.
When righteous men are not given right jobs,
The place will end up in unending sobs.
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Doctor's Day In India
Though once a year comes Doctor's Day,
Let us celebrate it;
‘A noble profession', all say;
Accolades, let's befit.
All doctors must improve health-care
Of world's sick/suffering souls;
Let doctors toil for sick-welfare,
Assuming varied roles.
The world needs better doctors more -
A dedicated lot;
They form the health-providers core -
A sacrificing slot!
May doctors work most selflessly;
May patients benefit;
May doctors serve them faultlessly,
And heal all, bit by bit!
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Sonnet: Advice to Doctors
No patient’s mine; no patient remains yours;
The patient comes and goes from Doc to Doc;
If he improves, we simply then rejoice,
Though God’s the key to the diagnostic-lock!
All patients ail and expect some relief;
A doctor’s duty is to help him out;
All patients speak the truth; Time is the thief;
To use his knowledge best, all Doctors ought.
Fleece not the poor; cheat not the ones who’re sick;
God is the Healer prime; He uses us;
Off not life’s candle-flame with intact wick;
The Doctor shirking work invites God’s curse!
Lose not Ethics; lose not your morals, Doc!
Like patients, Doctors are part of God’s flock.
8-28-2002
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Sonnet: May Doctors Heal with Love
Let all the world's people remain healthy!
Let scientists find cures for every disease;
Let health make everyone happy, wealthy;
Let's hope that mankind's pain and sufferings cease!
Let doctors make their profession nobler;
Let ethics guide their minds in decisions;
Let love of life covert their art simpler;
Let scalpels cut out better incisions!
Let doctors put their heart and soul to heal;
Let love of brethren bring out soothing words;
Let God help doctors, patients' anguish, feel;
Let words be magic potions and not swords!
Let doctors do just good, avoiding harm;
Let them serve God by making patients warm!
Dean of IRT PMC &H Perundurai, Tamilnadu
Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar MD wishes
"Happy Doctor's Day,2012! " to all doctors in India
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-06-12
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Where Eagles Do Not Ever Dare! (Fresh Medicos are under scare!)
When girls must marry ’fore ’tis late,
And boys can’t think of any date,
With future bleak despite degree,
From world of books, they are not free!
While parents expect them to earn,
They have to continue to learn;
And being paid a paltry sum,
They’re forced to work by keeping mum!
While other students live like kings,
To modern doctors, woes, life brings;
Just blame the politics that’s rife,
For giving them, so much of strife!
Shame on the ones, who plan health-care!
They do not want doctors to fare;
Top bureaucrats who choose lucre,
Make youngster’s lives, mediocre!
In land beset with corruption,
(And doctors are no exception) ,
The few who work for noble cause,
Are given not the clime to pass!
Will not a young leader arise,
And cut the wrong-doers to size?
Is there no party good and wise,
Which fights for fairness, speaks no lies?
Where seniors will not ever go,
They plan to send the fresh medico!
What can a growing plant do there,
Where mammoth trees can’t even dare?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-27-2007
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Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
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The Clouds of Change Will Bring Rain of Blessings!
Those days of childhood were the best in life -
Life when as kids, despite the wily world;
Our parents saw we got the best comforts;
We were so innocent but enjoyed life!
It was the same when we had joined this place!
The beauty of the campus knew no words;
The working conditions were congenial;
Decades two later, ‘All is not that well! '
Our Institution too seems at cross-roads!
‘Who will now run the place? ' none can predict;
Whoever holds the reins, none can foresee!
All things will have to change for good but when?
Nevertheless, we must do our duty;
This teamwork must go on and never fail;
Integrity and unity, we need;
We should not lose our hearts in the meantime!
Let's do our job with ethics, conscience;
Let's treat our patients all, with tender love;
Let's serve the ailing people with more zeal;
Let's mitigate the sufferings of the poor!
Of course, we have not got our credit due!
The workplace seems unfit to suit our needs;
But duty comes before all things, you see;
Our patients should not suffer for our ills!
Let's serve the sick, suffering, and dying;
Let's not demand any reward, award;
Let's keep the profession's nobility;
Let's do our mite without hesitation!
The God of goodness watches creatures all!
He takes the side of righteous souls on earth;
The arrogant will have their downfalls soon!
Each one of us must labour as birthright!
Good things will happen when seasons are right!
We must not lose our patience anytime;
God will open us newer doors to all;
He knows the time that's ideal and best!
So, do not sulk or turn crestfallen then!
The upright will not go unrewarded;
Each one of us will get our D-day soon;
The clouds of change will bring rain of blessings!
The master must be servant to turn great;
This world of men is interdependent;
Co-operation brings general welfare;
Await the time God plans to bless us all!
All Is Not Well For Now, But Better Things Will Come!
Jai Hind! ‘Happy Independence Day,2012! '
To all STAFF of IRT PMC & H, SoN and RTS, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-8-12
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Happy Doctor's Day,2012! ' Let All Indians Say Today
Respect the white coat that all doctors wear;
Respect the stethoscope with which they hear;
Respect the prescriptions they write and tear;
Respect all doctors for they truly care!
To treat diseases, some doctors do dare;
They try their best for all patients to fare;
Some of them are doyens, pioneers rare;
Some do miraculous feats, at which all stare!
Wish doctors all, ‘A Happy Doctors Day! '
Thank them for their hard work and pray today;
Remember, they keep diseases at bay;
Most doctors do their jobs in noble way!
'Happy Doctor's Day,2012 in INDIA! '
From a Doctor Dean, Medical Teacher and Poet
IRT PMC&H & RTS, Perundurai, TN., India
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-06-2012
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Sonnet: Good-bye, Alma-Mater!
The day has come for us to say, ‘Good-bye’,
To teachers, friends and campus-life, we led:
The memories ev’r-green can never die,
But stay with us until we are all dead!
Our Alma-Mater means something unique-
Place where adolescence became adult:
Place where we learnt the art of healing sick:
Place where emotions of all kinds were felt!
Today, we have to leave this lovely place;
What sadness fills our hearts for things we miss!
Our education gave us brighter face,
And opportunities for every bliss.
We thank Thee God for making us Doctors;
Let’s mitigate the suff’rings of others!
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Paradise Valley
can't think straight my mind is covered with clouds
no doubt what I'm talking about;
I've never seen a place like this I miss no bliss
how could I ever forget how it feels, how it heals,
my wound, my blood, whatever pain my soul has got
these waters so clear
near and far all I can hear
rustle of leaves and insects hummin on trees
no place like this - no place like this
paradise valley
the sun reflects some billion glitters of water
direct in my face but I can't take my eyes of this place
so peaceful, beautiful, it flows all into one
meadows, mountains, I, the sky
so close I can never feel to gods own miracle
and then I see, I see that eagle fly
no place like this - no place like this
paradise valley
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Sonnet: Change Does Come
The time has come for things to change again;
Solutions to old problems spring anew;
The summer’s heat is followed by much rain;
The trouble-makers are now just a few!
Reprieve is due after a spell of gloom;
Mellowed are many when old-aged and grey;
The corrupt will no longer have more room;
All employees are due for rise of pay.
The righteous hope to see some better times;
The tricksters feel their game has concluded;
God ushers seasons marking changing climes;
There is no place for masks and things hooded!
The wheel of time does turn definitely;
Good times will come for upright souls surely.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-19-2008
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The Flood
The water flows to any place,
Flooding the land en way;
Submerging roads, bridges and fields,
Filling the wells and lakes;
It spares no one and humans too,
Neither the beasts nor trees;
Carrying the garbage and rubbish
And the entire sewage of state;
Whole villages have been cut off;
Many have been marooned;
Shelterless and starving in the cold;
Some clutch on to pieces of wood;
And stay alive for some more time,
Afraid to lose their hold;
There’s no water to even drink;
The people are all stark-naked;
And all they see is sea-water,
No food is in sight for many miles;
Oh, what havoc, the storm has wrought
On a state so poor!
So many fishermen are lost;
And many must have died;
Perched atop trees dangerously,
Birds too have not been spared;
They have lost their nests in trees;
And eggs and young ones as well;
The rain is pouring incessantly;
None can escape its brunt;
The state is cut into ‘islets’,
With corpses, carcasses afloat;
The air is filled by malodor;
The stench unfit to breathe;
Many human lives have lost in flood,
The place is diseases-prone;
Should nature be so unkind
To human beings on earth?
Help seems to come at a snail’s speed;
Thousands were swept alive;
No one knows the numbers lost;
A pall of gloom covers;
Will the flood-waters ever recede?
Will the sun dry up the land?
Lakhs of houses have been washed off;
God help the poor victims!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-8-1999
poem by John Celes
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In Another Place & Time
I cant lie
I was attracted too
Somehow the feelings
Were so strong inside
But Im not free to be
In love with you maybe
Things would be different
In another place and time
And I cant give you
All you want me to
And I know you deserve
The best from me
But I cant give you more
Of all that you long for
I would have loved you
In another place and time
Dreams arent always bound to come true
But thats no reason you should cry
cos I would have loved you
Really loved you
In another place and time
Im hurting deep inside
Just want you to know
Oh, I would have loved you
Oh yeah, in another place and time
Fate cant always be led by you
The time aint right for you and i
In another place and time
In another place and time...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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DR JOHN CELES as a Medical Teacher
A man came leaving his home-town, city,
In search of a good medical college,
To teach the poor students with piety,
While sacrificing his dreams and prestige!
He was a doctor and a teacher too;
He loved being a medical teacher;
He spent his life in teaching me and you,
His poetry was his special feature!
He loved his profession of healing, much;
He taught by heart and left never a doubt;
He liked the nurses with their tender touch;
He made each medico to bud and sprout!
The physician became the dean as well;
The place improved under his able care;
He tolls the ‘sincerity-and-truth bell'!
The art of healing was no more a scare!
He showed the world that conscience is prime;
Obedience and discipline are good;
Ethics and laws will find their place with time;
God helps the doctor heal as if He would!
Dedicated to all aspiring medical teachers
By Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Dean and Professor of Medicine, IRT PMC & H, Perundurai.
Copyright By Dr John Celes 27-10-2012
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Adieu, Dear Madam!
We’ll miss you for a very long time from now on;
It is sad that you will be really gone;
But problems do come in life unexpectedly;
And harsh decisions must be taken at times!
But you have taken the right decision today;
It is a bold one with sacrifice and selflessness;
We thank you for your help as a faculty;
The Dean thanks you for your work as VP.
Nevertheless, you are not scared to work honestly;
That is the advantage, you carry with you;
Things will be alright in a short while from now;
The mist of chaos will clear very soon.
We wish you ‘All the best in life’ in the new place;
You will rise up to a higher position in time;
God is with you wherever you go;
Things will be fine and bliss will abound.
We’ll surely miss you, I can assure;
But things must happen the way they must;
You will be in our hearts and minds;
Separations are just transitory.
May God bless you in your new workplace!
May God bless your family!
May God give you years of health!
May God give you the needed wealth!
Dear Dr. B.K.Padmavathi M.D., ‘Wish you the very best! ’
From Dean and all faculty and Staff of IRT, PMC.
Copyright by Dr John celes 06-30-2010
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