Sonnet: Prudence Of Soul Poem by Dr John Celes

Who wants to see a nation that seems rich,
With lesser people modernized in ways?
Who wants to then his citizenship switch,
Because in pomp and show, they pass their days?

Its leader kills unborn babies in wombs!
Condoms are free for early sex to youth;
The dead are exhumed for research from tombs;
There is no pardon but just tooth for tooth!

The rights of human beings stay all prime;
Their unborn babes do not have any rights;
They aim to reach a star in future time;
They war to maintain peace and put out fights!

Enjoyments first in life and win for win;
None care about the state of soul and sin.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-1-13