Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: The Rotten Mangoes

I thought the crow would come back with more friends;
To my surprise, it didn’t return at all;
The rotten fruits turned feast for worm-fiends;
For days on end, that crow never did call!

Perhaps, the crow found better food and thought,
‘When I have tasted ripe fruits, no man has,
Why eat these mangoes that weren’t good with rot? ’
The crow was smarter than I thought, alas!

God feeds the birds with fruits and worms daily;
In fact, they eat the best of foods they want;
They neither sow nor plough the fields truly;
They fly and sing merrily, at times rant!

While selfish man gives stale and rotten things,
God gives the best of foods to all earthlings!

Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013

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true charity is only when you share your food you eat!
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Copyright by Dr John Celes 17-07-2013

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