Dr John Celes

Veteran Poet - 2,840 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

His Dream-car!

At last, he bought his one dream-car -
A costly one, to go afar;
So that, he would become a star!

He loved to drive top-gear ev'rywhere!
He is a doctor but doesn't care,
To go afar, and loves to dare!

Oh, what a craze some men take on!
They are on wheels in rain or sun,
And take the family too for fun!

A doctor should not risk his life;
Good cars ply upon poor roads rife;
And death can flash its ghastly knife!

All roads aren't meant for goodly cars!
Youngsters engage in racing wars,
And risk their lives, increasing scars!

But do we need such fast machines?
And drivers booked, pay heavy fines:
For greater speeds, the racer pines!

Yes, accidents kill many men;
They lose lives like a chicken;
Safeguard your life therefore with ken!

A lesser speed is better, man!
A safer driving, all men can;
Keep the quality of life-span!

A costly car is good to buy!
'Tis pleasure driving on roads high;
But never try on roads to die!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-2-13

Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013
Edited: Monday, February 11, 2013
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