Dr John Celes
Sonnet- Some Things Will Continue
Some children play about in evenings;
In front of th’place where I’ve begun practice;
Their noisy, play just irritation brings,
But why disturb their fun, frolic and bliss?
The noise of motors on the roads is worse;
Which Policeman can control decibels?
A Doctor, in my heart, I sometimes curse;
Noise pollution bodily also tells.
So, things do happen 'yond man's solutions;
Sometimes, we must be blind and turn deaf ears;
We can't afford to shed inhibitions;
Nor can we live all life with constant fears.
By things, that irk, we must not get provoked.
Sometimes, the air we breathe is very smoked!
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