Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 16,222 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: Our Institution- A Poet’s Desire - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

How nice if this place wonderful could turn,
Into a haven and Heaven to all!
Its employees in unison could call,
‘We will toil, ’ ‘the mid-night oil, we will burn! ’

How nice if people give up corruption,
At every level in the family;
And work better with greater harmony,
Forget the past; have rededication.

How nice if management should realize
Staff, students, patients’ welfare- it’s secret;
That, doctors, nurses are not as bad as yet,
There’s still hope but ’tis not a game of dice.

Let bad influences vanish from the scene,
And Labor/ Love/ Justice be our new Dean!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 31, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 3, 2010


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