Dr John Celes Poems

sharing fast foods, sweets
tourists throng some temples old
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smog has hit the town
vehicles ply with lights on
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as men efforest
elephants rampage their fields
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sunflowers turn their heads
gazing at the sun always
from dawn until dusk
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summer’s scorching heat
is broken by rain drizzling
bringing some relief
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poor peasants’ farm-lands
grabbed by greedy powerful men
corruption thrives thus
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haloed moon half-sized
man can’t see the other half
yet, its glory stays
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ice-cream melts faster
than how person can devour
makes it less tasty
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pests attack most crops
farmer-raised by fore-head sweat
middle-men do same
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Job, let me start my discourse then;
Do listen to my words- hearken!
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