On Living on Earth

If I can be what others try to be,
I'm afraid, I could land in vanity;
If I remain myself adamantly,
I'm afraid, I could lose my sanity!

But I can't change the ways the world wants me;
I ought to have my own identity;
I must live up to my conscience freely,
Or else lose my happy eternity!

God gave us freedom to think and to do;
We are accountable for every deed;
A life-time shouldn't vanish like morning dew;
Through labour hard, we must become good seed!

Why to welcome the evil that surround?
We ought to spread goodness to all around;
Evil thoughts, misdeeds could turn ghosts that hound;
Than scary mountain, better be good mound!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 16-06-12

poem by John Celes
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