Sonnet: To My Doctor Boss Poem by Dr John Celes

Sonnet: To My Doctor Boss



O Christmas-born, God bless you throughout life!
Just do your earthly duty with great care;
The problems that arise are pretty rife;
To face them unafraid, we must all dare.

A bureaucratic job seems tricky now;
To get things done by others is no joke;
By losing self-dignity, one can't bow;
At times, our shoulders can't carry the yoke.

To strike a compromise is easier not;
The corrupt world is tough to honest men;
Between the devil and deep sea, we're caught;
And yet, we must escape the lion's den.

But God helps us surmount our problems tough;
He shows the light-house 'midst sea-storms rough!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 22-10-2014

Wednesday, October 22, 2014
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Tamilnadu, India
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